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ThinkerX

Valar Lord
Had a seriously creepy dream last night. It was a dystopian-future type thing, where everyone who wasn't an able-bodied, neurotypical, straight white person was locked away for various purposes. I was initially in some kind of dorm with a woman in her early 20's called Rib -- I have no idea if that was her real name or not, but I like to think that her nickname for me was Heart.

When the evil authorities (one of whom was a Donald Trump lookalike) came for us, Rib protected me as well as she could, and was taken to the same place I was. Everyone else there was either barely pubescent or a small child; I don't recall exactly what Rib and I were there for, given the age difference. At least one of the tween girls was pregnant, presumably by one of the authorities.

I have a feeling there's a book (or at least the start of one) buried somewhere in that dream, but darned if I know how to write it out just now. XD Dystopian really isn't my genre of choice.

Sounds like some of the dreams I used to have.

Turn it into a story.
 

Chessie

Istari
Lately, I've been writing romance scenes while listening to Bryan Adams. It works somehow. Just something funny I wanted to share.
 

Saigonnus

Dark Lord
I listened to "War Ensemble" by Slayer while writing a combat scene... Strangely it worked too. [emoji16]


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Heliotrope

Staff
Article Team
I do that with my hip! I get sciatica and IT band syndrome from mountain biking and trail running, so I lay on my side with a tennis ball digging into my hip joint and it is magic. I sleep with it sometimes.
 

ThinkerX

Valar Lord
Gah! Don't know what it is about January, but my writing efforts tend to come to naught during this month. A couple years ago, it was the disastrous inch-along rewrite of 'Empire: Country.' This year its the disastrous inch-along rewrites of some of my old short stories. Decided to call it quits with the one before I made it any worse. And I don't even want to look at the concept piece I screwed around with for a week.

Maybe I should have followed my first impulse and done something non literary this month.
 

Ireth

Mythic Scribe
Just saw Star Wars VII again; it was free in my local theater this afternoon. I spent most of the movie trying not to cry from what I knew was coming. D= And then it did, and I cried.
 

Svrtnsse

Staff
Article Team
Today, using the powers of the internet, I learned that in order to compensate for the combined body odor of everyone who beta tested Gears of War 3, you would need an airflow equivalent to a quarter of the discharge rate of the Congo River.
 

kennyc

Grandmaster
There is no better foot massaging tool than a tennis ball. Seriously, if you get sore feet grab a tennis ball put on the floor and roll it around. It's good for what ails ya.

I had/have some tendon damage (at least that's what I think it is) in one hand....a golf ball is perfect!
 
I had/have some tendon damage (at least, that's what I think it is) in one hand....a golf ball is perfect!

Right. And while we are on the lower extremity thing I slipped on some ice yesterday, it jacked my knee up pretty good. It's been sore for a day now and I gotta hobble when walking down stairs. So word of advice, don't look at the ground and say, "Looks like there isn't any ice here." Because ice is an ass and is often clear.
 

Ireth

Mythic Scribe
That irritating moment when your little siblings steal and eat ALL the chocolate you'd been planning to use as a writing incentive. When they're not allowed to be in your bedroom in the first place. >_<
 

kennyc

Grandmaster
That irritating moment when your little siblings steal and eat ALL the chocolate you'd been planning to use as a writing incentive. When they're not allowed to be in your bedroom in the first place. >_<

You should have incentivised yourself sooner! LOL!
 

Ireth

Mythic Scribe
You should have incentivised yourself sooner! LOL!

I had been! I had a chocolate orange that I got in my Christmas stocking, and I decided recently that I'd reward myself 1 slice per every 500 words I wrote. I was maybe 1/4 of the way through it, and this afternoon it was GONE. Right when I'd meant to reward myself for writing another 500 last night. Rawr.
 

kennyc

Grandmaster
I had been! I had a chocolate orange that I got in my Christmas stocking, and I decided recently that I'd reward myself 1 slice per every 500 words I wrote. I was maybe 1/4 of the way through it, and this afternoon it was GONE. Right when I'd meant to reward myself for writing another 500 last night. Rawr.

Dang, that ain't right, them sibs should havta pay-up big time!
 

Incanus

Shadow Lord
Ah, sibs...

What's to be done with them?

Ireth--sounds like you need a new and better hiding spot for your incentives.
 

Velka

Mystagogue
Have you ever been so sick that, despite consulting an actual doctor who tells you that it's just a wicked cold, you become convinced that you have contracted a brand new mutation of an illness that will (postmortem) be named after you and pictures of your throat and lungs and sinus cavities will be included in medical textbooks for decades to come?

No? Just me? Ok.
 
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