...you know, I just went back over my progress so far on this story. It started in the middle of 0059, MSLN-wise. I'm currently up to late 0061/early 0062.
I have, to date, written 173 pages in Wordpad... not counting the rewrites, added scenes, and editing work for the SB version. For reference, my only previous fic clocked in at 111 pages, plus some side-stories and part of an unfinished sequel.
I'm scared. O.oAlso amused. I enjoyed writing this montage bit- Sein is fun as heck to write, and the montage format was a fun experiment. Let me know how it works for you, please; I was trying to keep events clear and easy to follow, with a minimum of actual description.
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"WAKE UP, LITTLE BRO!"
"....uggggghhh... sein? Wha? What's going on?"
"Didn't see me coming, did you? You need to work on that!"
"...sure. Later. When it's not the middle of the night. Sleeping now."
THUMP.
"...well, he's no fun; he fell right over!"
*****
...I really didn't expect the doctor to have such an impressive kitchen. I have to wonder- is it a food synthesizer, or an actually robo-chef? I mean, the one is practical, but the other fits how he wants all the thi-"BOO!"
THUMP.
"Sein, dear? Could you get off of me maybe? That sort of hurt."
"...what? Oh, right!"
*****
...can't sleep- Sein will get me. Can't sleep- Sein will get me. Can't sleep...
"You don't look so good, Little Brother."
"Oh, hey Sein. I stayed up all night. Thought you were going to ambush me."
"Oh? You should've just gotten some sleep- I gave you last night off!"
THUMP. THUMP. THUMP. THU-
"You really shouldn't be hitting your head on the wall like that, you know? It's not good for you!"Cruelty, thy name is Sein.
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.
I have, to date, written 173 pages in Wordpad... not counting the rewrites, added scenes, and editing work for the SB version. For reference, my only previous fic clocked in at 111 pages, plus some side-stories and part of an unfinished sequel.
I'm scared. O.oAlso amused. I enjoyed writing this montage bit- Sein is fun as heck to write, and the montage format was a fun experiment. Let me know how it works for you, please; I was trying to keep events clear and easy to follow, with a minimum of actual description.
**********
"WAKE UP, LITTLE BRO!"
"....uggggghhh... sein? Wha? What's going on?"
"Didn't see me coming, did you? You need to work on that!"
"...sure. Later. When it's not the middle of the night. Sleeping now."
THUMP.
"...well, he's no fun; he fell right over!"
*****
...I really didn't expect the doctor to have such an impressive kitchen. I have to wonder- is it a food synthesizer, or an actually robo-chef? I mean, the one is practical, but the other fits how he wants all the thi-"BOO!"
THUMP.
"Sein, dear? Could you get off of me maybe? That sort of hurt."
"...what? Oh, right!"
*****
...can't sleep- Sein will get me. Can't sleep- Sein will get me. Can't sleep...
"You don't look so good, Little Brother."
"Oh, hey Sein. I stayed up all night. Thought you were going to ambush me."
"Oh? You should've just gotten some sleep- I gave you last night off!"
THUMP. THUMP. THUMP. THU-
"You really shouldn't be hitting your head on the wall like that, you know? It's not good for you!"Cruelty, thy name is Sein.
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.