Got the wordcount for the latest chapter of Frozen Dreams up a bit, this time. Things are also starting to move along, here. I must remember to put my hero in still more trouble, because that’s adventure, right?
Snippet:
Freddie thought he knew why I was there, and he wasn’t happy about it. “Not here, Shamus!” he hissed, and would have sidled us off if I hadn’t put my hand on his shoulder.
“Freddie,” I sadly mused, looking at him like a world-weary uncle, “Never sneak. Never run. Just act like I’m your bookie for the canoe races and you need to count your winnings in private.” That’s good advice, by the way.
Lois Bujold is quoted as saying something about trying to figure out what the worst thing that could happen to a character is .. and then writing it.
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Mew