Fiction intimidates me, for some reason.
Well, it is intimidating. You have to make it all up. But you have a strong voice, so the words will come, don't worry.
Early ,'Objects In Space'
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Fiction intimidates me, for some reason.
Well, it is intimidating. You have to make it all up. But you have a strong voice, so the words will come, don't worry.
Wow, context is going to be very very helpful in this instance, isn't it? Because I have no idea what to make of that statement.
Muahahahaha - and I quoth, from "Heroics for Beginners":
The Overlord stood in the center of the room, his head thrown back in silent laughter, his arms raised above his head, his fists clenched in that famous, overly dramatic gesture known to theatre students everywhere as "milking the giant cow".
That's wonderful, CaBil!
Voltmeter is me, except he's tall.
Does the book also have an Ammeter? Can they be defeated by Multimeter?
The Overlord stood in the center of the room, his head thrown back in silent laughter, his arms raised above his head, his fists clenched in that famous, overly dramatic gesture known to theatre students everywhere as "milking the giant cow".
Ah, all is clear now. Also known as "we're about a minute away from needing to bop him with the big squishy mallet again, aren't we?"
Oh, how funny, that's actually what I was picturing. Though I was thinking dance move, not pose
Does the book also have an Ammeter? Can they be defeated by Multimeter?
No indeed. It does have an Ancient Artifact (Model 7), and the protagonist is Prince Kevin Timberline. The villain is Evil Overlord (recently upgraded from Evil Schoolteacher) Voltmeter, "He Who Must Be Named".
Also known as "we're about a minute away from needing to bop him with the big squishy mallet again, aren't we?"
Hey!
Though I was thinking dance move, not pose
The pet DJ played "Build The Robots" on Saturday night, but it felt very odd to be dancing to it without the StuntHusband.
Oh, how funny, that's actually what I was picturing. Though I was thinking dance move, not pose
Hey! That's a thought. (ponders)
If it weren't so slow, I'd get Doug-the-DJ to play "Ode to Revenge" by Doctor Steel; it has many, many moments worthy of milking the giant cow.
Ahahaha. I did my wordcount math wrong previously. But now I'm about 1k words away from being done. Then I get to take a little break, eat dinner, and then dive into the re-write.
I've heard many many people have that happen and baby is just fine
GC: this - so much ma towards this. Also, insent.
My JilliBook arrived!
Sass, no puking! Sparky I want to bring lasagna down to put in the freezer.
those two sentences do not go together.
Congrats CABill!
ETA: Idris is a great name.
DH is gone for 5 days - and my momdecidestokeepmeupuntilpastmidnighttalking WTF.