Nov 26 2009

Literary Seduction

Iruka arrived at the Academy fifteen minutes late, expecting to find his class in disarray. The halls were unnaturally silent as he ran towards his classroom, giving him early warning that something was off even before he opened the door. Twelve pairs of eyes turned to watch him as he slid open the door. He waited for something to fly at him or fall on him but nothing happened. A few of the girls were smiling at him, their hands over their faces to stifle their giggles.

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Nov 26 2009

New Writing Resources Section

I’ve recently developed an obsession with reading writing blogs, so in the spirit of sharing, I’ve added a new section to my site with all of the blogs, articles, and Twitter users that I’ve found particularly informative. There’s advice on writing in general, as well as information on life after publishing and on how to attract and work with agents. I’ll update as I come across more articles (which has been fairly frequent).

Writing Resources


Nov 24 2009

After Hours

The office was quiet. Someone had left a cup of coffee on his desk at some point. It was cold now. He’d taken two sips from it and then forgotten about it, drowning himself in the words on the page and the soft scratch of pen against paper. He only noticed the passage of time by the dwindling noise in the office, each of the voices that usually formed the background noise of his day slowly receding until he was left in silence.

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Nov 22 2009

The Heist

Florian felt ridiculous. He couldn’t seem to stop blushing every time someone looked at him, which seemed to be happening constantly since he and Ray had first walked into the ballroom. Ray had his own little circle of attention, off on the other side of the room, but that was fine for him considering Ray wasn’t the one who had been forced to wear a dress.

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Nov 22 2009

Discipline

He didn’t belong here, stuck in a dusty backroom with dirty sheets and no windows. Edward Elric was meant for fine halls and well-lit parlors. He was used to being surrounded by opulence and luxury and people who fought to please him. He was used to servants and grand balls and being on first name basis with royalty. It wasn’t that he had a particular fondness for that sort of living, he actually found it rather tiresome, but it was the life he’d been born into. There were no refunds.

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Nov 21 2009

Night Out

“Come on,” Axel whined, rubbing his body against Roxas’s.

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Nov 19 2009

Letters Home

Iruka opened the door on the second knock. He stared in surprise at the man standing on the other side – none other than Hatake Kakashi, the legendary Copy-Nin.

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Nov 10 2009

The Book

He looked up from the book he’d been reading in time to see Saiga stumble into the room with Kazahaya slung half over his shoulder. The blonde was giggling and whispering in Saiga’s ear. Rikuo’s eyebrow raised as Saiga shuddered, actually shuddered, over one of the things Kazahaya said to him.

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Nov 10 2009

Surprise Gifts

Hiroki stared curiously at the package in his hands, addressed to Nowaki from someone whose name Hiroki didn’t recognize in a southern prefecture. It wasn’t an overly large package, reminding him of the types of boxes hardcover books came in. He dug out his keys as he reached his apartment door.

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Nov 10 2009

Crush

It’s times like this when he wonders if he’d done something very wrong in a past life, something he doesn’t remember but continues to pay for, that left him strangely cursed in this life.

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