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wyld_dandelyon) wrote2010-07-19 11:39 pm
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Muse Fusion - results
I had hoped to do a handful of flash fiction and poems; the first story turned into a solid 3000 word story. I'm currently calling it Under The Waterfalls. The prompts were from the same person -- seeing an unusual creature, and traveling to an unusual place.
Then I grabbed another prompt and ended up with a related poem. 52 lines! Initiation. Or maybe A Consecration in Pastel Sands. The prompt was Thunderstorms.
Finally, I grabbed a couple of other prompts, and did a shorter story, about 1500 words. Breeding Season. The prompts were a suggestion of a story for a particular character (Dlameda) and someone who wanted to see how the northerners handle a snowy with a medical problem, since they're so big.
I thought I posted this last night, before I headed off to bed.
I guess I was tired!
And I'm tired again today. I went grocery shopping after work, meaning to cook, but my feet hurt, so I sat down for a while...and eventually got My Angel to bring the leftover chicken and lemonade, and ate enough to no longer be really hungry.
Now I'm just sleepy. Which, I admit, is an improvement over hungry and sleepy.
But which doesn't lead to an inspired post. Maybe tomorrow.
Oh, and I have a new icon!
Then I grabbed another prompt and ended up with a related poem. 52 lines! Initiation. Or maybe A Consecration in Pastel Sands. The prompt was Thunderstorms.
Finally, I grabbed a couple of other prompts, and did a shorter story, about 1500 words. Breeding Season. The prompts were a suggestion of a story for a particular character (Dlameda) and someone who wanted to see how the northerners handle a snowy with a medical problem, since they're so big.
I thought I posted this last night, before I headed off to bed.
I guess I was tired!
And I'm tired again today. I went grocery shopping after work, meaning to cook, but my feet hurt, so I sat down for a while...and eventually got My Angel to bring the leftover chicken and lemonade, and ate enough to no longer be really hungry.
Now I'm just sleepy. Which, I admit, is an improvement over hungry and sleepy.
But which doesn't lead to an inspired post. Maybe tomorrow.
Oh, and I have a new icon!