i'm trash

*shuffles in guiltily and begins clearing away the cobwebs*

So, uh, I'm writing again.

two more dips

I've been neglecting Gravemen 2 in favor of a F/F story a lot lately.
Half the time it feels like it's a ridiculous story, but I'm still having a lot of fun writing it.

in which i continue to torment my characters

I've been writing quite a bit today. :) I'm quite pleased with my ability to ignore the siren call of video games thus far lol

~~~

Asdelar saw him turn and come towards them, and read the

angry intent clear on his face. His eyes widened in alarm.

“Hinego, no!”

It was Nohls who saved him.

He'd lingered on the stairs, waiting for Hinego. When

he saw the Red make a move, he rushed down the steps and

seized the smaller man in a bear hug, effectively pinning

his arms.

Hinego fought back instinctively, but the Sergeant was in

full Banam-hin armor, and was practically crushing Hinego

to him, head tilted wisely back to avoid a skull cracking

into his nose.

nameless

I spent a good deal of time yesterday working on GM's sequel, though I still have no idea what to call it. I keep going "oh, I'll post a little snippet on the blog", but there are so many spoilers in the first 20+ pages, I can't think of anything I could safely post that I didn't already.

Suffice it to say, I am not being very nice to Asdelar. o_o

Hmm~ I need more writing music...

Ah. Wait, I do have something random to babble about. I've seen a couple people ask about the engravings on the armor of the Banam-hin, wondering why I didn't go into much detail about it. In part this was because Asdelar didn't wear the armor in GM, but it was also a bit deliberate. I didn't want to specify; I figured vagueness was better so that anyone could imagine the engravings looking elegant/spiffy in a way that suited them. The fact that the armor is pleasing to the eye is more important that the specifics of what the designs look like, though in my mind the designs lean heavily towards elaborate curving lines.

DiD

Locked myself out of my own blog for awhile there oops.

Anyway, LT3 is calling for submissions for a F/F collection, "Damsels in Distress", and I'm seriously thinking of doing something for it. Just gotta throttle some cooperation into my muses. It'll be funnnn

Seeing that did remind me to work on GM2, though. So I'm trying to be good and get some more done on it tonight before bed.

it still doesn't have a title ughhh

Instead of working on the GM sequel, I've spent the last few days reworking an older story of mine, a YA fantasy. I feel slightly guilty, but at the same time it's a story I've struggled with off and on for several years, and it finally feels like it's picking up speed and actually going somewhere.
*excited wheeze*

GM2 snippet

I haven't posted here in awhile and I'm having a brainfart about what to talk about, so ermmm
Here's a little tidbit from the GM sequel I've been working on off-and-on.

"Who are you calling 'uppity'?" a voice growled from directly behind them.

Asdelar turned in surprise.

The man behind him looked like he'd been crawling in mud for the past two days—which, given the scrapes Reds often got themselves into while pursuing justice, was probably not far from the truth. His features were handsome despite the scowl and dirt, but his dark eyes were more tired than irritated.

"Hinego!" Asdelar jumped to his feet and embraced him fondly. "I was just looking for you."

"Oof, let go," Hinego protested, pushing against the solid armor he was crushed against. "I'm sore all over."

"Sorry." Asdelar loosened his grasp, and smothered another weak protest with a sloppy kiss. "I just missed you, that's all."

Hinego's face was red from such a public display of affection, but he'd become grudgingly accustomed to Asdelar's excitable nature. "I had to make my report. I was going to grab a bath and a few hours' rest, but Burtra said something about a blond Blade hassling her at the door, and I figured I'd better let you know I was back first before you annoyed anyone else."