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EvermoreGive me a highway.  Give me a lonely stretch of road, going nowhere, running sideways. Laid out like memories across the ragged curve of the world.  Give me a reason. A voice that sings in a thousand tongues, questing, questioning. The kind of sound you hear within your heart, and that whispers without words.  Give me this lonely, misbegotten string of dreams.   
And let me leave them all behind on the road. Evermore
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Never talk to strangersThe girl curled her fingers around the collar of his shirt, stumbling slightly as she pulled him close with a drunken smile. Her eyes were glazed, lips slightly parted, she looked like she was about to pass out any second.  Ryder wished she would. It would make everything much easier.   
Reaching up to remove her hands from his shirt he flashed something that resembled a smile and walked over to the counter, pouring two glasses of bourbon. The liquid glowing golden in the soft overhead light.  She took her glass with soft laugh and perched on the end of the bed, patting the spot beside her as she took a gulp of the drink. Never talk to strangers
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On all Hallows EveSitting on the porch swing in the front yard of an old house, a young boy lifts his hand and checks the time on his watch. He sighs, as though he has been waiting awhile. He is in costume, and further down the road other children can be seen running across the brightly lit street in their Halloween attire. Calling 'trick or treat' at every doorstep and running off triumphant with their hard won candy prizes.  
His end of the street is mostly dark, the windows filled with only a slight dim light or entirely empty. The old oaks tall, crooked and barren beneath the sharp, starry sky.  
At odd places jack-o-lanterns rest on the edge of On all Hallows Eve
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OK, I'm done with those other ones (for now). For NaNoWriMo, shall I write... 

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15 deviants said Prometheum- Steampunk meets Greek Mythology (and it actually works). An introduction to be found here, [link] . Plots, intrigue, thieves, gods, the overthrowing of a nation, and of course...Prometheus.
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11 deviants said Tea magic- Whimsical contemporary fantasy with steampunk elements. It starts with a funeral, has a dastardly villain, clocks, a great and somewhat offbeat quest and a man in a bowler hat. No idea what it's about, but it'll be fun.
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9 deviants said Who cares, I'm just glad the itchy witches are gone. =p
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Journal Entry: Wed Nov 4, 2009, 10:16 AM
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Bad space upon bad space.

My family is getting a baby parrot. It's going to outlive all of us, which is a somewhat dodgy thought.

Still going to write the bloody 50k and burn it.

I need to figure out what I want the story to do. Because I honestly can't go forward until I do. And sticking it out till the end is all very well and good, but even Piers Anthony and Neil Gaiman pep talks arent making this work.

It's somewhat strange how in your heads these guys are though.

I'm going off to write something decent to make myself feel better. Hope the rest of you are faring well.

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  • Mood: Rage
  • Watching: Explosions
  • Drinking: Pure concentrated sugar and caffeine.
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  • Current Residence: A tent
  • Favourite movie: Firefly (it counts), In Bruges, 3:10 to Yuma, Sunshine
  • Favourite genre of music: The kind that isn't rap, jazz, pop or filled with excessive screaming
  • Favourite poet or writer: Gaiman, Pratchett, Russel, Milton, Wilde & Siegel (For the moment)
  • Shell of choice: Paper Nautilus...
  • Skin of choice: Freckles!...<.<...ok, maybe not by choice
  • Personal Quote: I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying. -Oscar Wild
  • Tools of the Trade: Tea, notebooks, loud music and usually a cat attempting to sit on my keyboard while I write.

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*ArchArad 4 days 1 hour ago
Just to let you know, I really enjoyed your novel excerpt you posted on the NaNo site. Two thumbs way WAY up! :thumbsup: :thumbsup:

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*Lellean 5 days 3 hours ago
get your ass back on msn D:

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