‘Her hand suddenly turns cold, which is very odd for a fire demon.’
‘Without warning, a peculiar chill runs through her hands. She pauses, unsettled by the change.’
Welp, that’s probably a good place to stop for now.
But man, that scene was too fun to write. =’D But it’s gonna need editing. The way one thing went looked a little bit… weird. So I’m going to have to think about how to fix it.
But it was a scene I’ve been meaning to write for a while and I finally wrote it, at least in draft form. Hooray!
…But for now, it’s way past my bedtime.
“[Person]’s face went wide.”
…Eyes. I meant to say eyes. >_>
I’m writing a fight that has now turned very ugly and they’re now calling each other nasty things while trying to kill each other, and there will probably eventually be tears involved mixed in with the blood.
This is way too much fun. =D
So I was trying to go to bed last night.
I got some inspiration on something I’m planning on writing. It wouldn’t get out of my head and I was worried about losing it.
So that’s why the night before a big homework assignment is due, I got out of bed at 1:15am and spent an hour writing 985 words which can basically be summed up as one of my characters chewing another character out.
I have this story idea.
It’s not something I was wanting to write. It’s something that flows very differently from my usual writing thought process, in such a way that I’m uncertain about it. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to put this to paper.
But I can’t stop thinking about the idea. My brain keeps developing it on the backburner even though I wasn’t really wanting it to. And I think my brain still thinks it’s a good idea.
So you know what? I think I’ll write it. If it turns out as horrible as I suspect, as least my brain will shut up about it.