parakletos's blog: Nanowrimo

    It was mentioned before in a previous post and I did have a go a few years back (wrote 30k words for a H/G fic (who else) called The Remnant.)

    I Wondered if anyone else is doing it and what, if anything, I might get out of it. I've been looking at the gatherings being promoted in London and they appeal to me more than the dash (?) to 50k.

    I wonder.

    http://www.nanowrimo.org/

    Years - Chapter 1: Years by Sovran

      Chapter number: 
      1

      Harry opened his eyes. He was standing in the familiar living room of number twelve Grimmauld Place. He was alone, and when he looked through the windows and doorways, he saw nothing but a boundless white glow.

      “Hello, Harry.”

      parakletos's blog: Back in the saddle

        I've finally started writing again, not any of my fanfic projects I hasten to add (sorry to those who are waiting), but one of the three ideas I'm trying to work on that would actually be of my own creation.

        mmerriam's blog: Announcement

          I am pleased to announce that my novel, Last Car to Annwn Station, has been acquired by Carina Press, an eBook first publisher and imprint of Harlequin Enterprises Limited. It is tentatively scheduled to be released in the Summer of 2011.
          Ohmygod ya'll! I sold a novel!

          parakletos's blog: Illicit sex ?

            Sex, in it's many forms, is, based on my reading, the lifeblood of fandom. A lot of it I dislike, and a lot of it I think its pointless. Some of it is done well and some is just gynaecological (the Witch, The Wizard and the Wall anyone?).

            I find it hard to write my favourite couple without sex wandering into the story which I put down to the fact that I've been with my wife for so long I find it hard to imagine a relationship without it. Either that, or I'm just a pervert.

            I was amused, therefore, to read this review on a chapter of Hunters and Prey By Northumbrian

            parakletos's blog: Le sigh.....

              I hate these periods of non-creativity.

              Not so much a problem in songwriting as I always write in bursts anyway, but with fiction it sucks. In particular, its galling to know what you really want to write but it just.wont.come.out!

              It also annoys me because there is very little fanfiction that is being published at the moment that I like to read. Has it died? because it feels like its died inside of me.

              le sigh.....

              The Contract - Chapter 31: Scene 22.0 by Just Desserts

                Chapter number: 
                31

                Scene 22.0

                July 30, 1992

                 

                “Really, I mean no offence by this, but I have plenty of money, Mrs Weasley.  You know that.  Your family has plenty of everything that really matters, but in this case . . . well, Ginny is part of my family, too.  Everything that’s mine is hers.  We’ll take care of getting all of her supplies.  You just don’t need to.”

                Harry could tell that the “discussion” – since it was impolite to suggest it might be an argument – was going to continue unabated for still longer than it already had.  When Ginny spoke up, however, the conversation changed abruptly.  “I agree, Mum,” she said in the firmest voice Harry had ever heard from her.  “I’ll want you to help me pick things out, but Harry and I will pay for our own needs.”

                The Contract - Chapter 30: Scene 21.0 by Just Desserts

                  Chapter number: 
                  30

                  “Fancy meeting you here,” Harry said with a hint of his old humour when Seamus tumbled out of the floo.  When Cat tumbled out an eye blink or two later, Harry automatically extended a hand to her. 

                  “Since we’ve been here every day since you left, well,” Seamus said with a smirk, “you’d think we lived here, too.  Except we don’t do double chores, thankfully.”

                  The Contract - Chapter 29: Scene 20.5 by Just Desserts

                    Chapter number: 
                    29

                    Scene 20.5

                    1 Jul 1992

                     

                    “They didn’t hex you.”

                    Ginny’s voice in the dark room was quite soft, but it carried easily across the few feet that separated their heads.  The L-shaped orientation of the twin beds – heads together, feet away – made conversation trivially easy, while any other contact could be completely avoided.  The only visible indicators of the strange status they shared were the additional wardrobe and a substantial expansion of the closet.

                    The Contract - Chapter 28: Scene 20.2 by Just Desserts

                      Chapter number: 
                      28

                      Scene 20.2

                      1 Jul 1992

                      The cool evening breeze wrapped around the Weasley parents, Ginny, and Harry as they watched the sun set over the hills on the horizon.  “Tomorrow,” Mr Weasley said, “Darius and I will bring the original cattle count and half the new count back here.  Those are the standard Fosterage fee terms, at any rate.  I’d like you to help remind Molly and me about all the daily chores that go with having them, if you would.  Then we’ll get everyone up to speed and split the work properly.”

                      Harry, sitting in a half-reclined garden chair while propping his feet on a bit of a stump, looked back at Ginny’s parents.  “Okay, Mr Weasley.”

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