This week’s #TeaserTuesday just plain makes me smile.
This. This is what a nest was about. The marriage of their joy, building and exalting into something more, wrapping them in a sense of good will that did much to soothe his raw aura.
It makes me so happy to see Naj finally settling into his own skin–in no small part because it meant I was finally getting him settled in my own head. Naj is without a doubt the most difficult character for me to write, but I love him so. So to see him finally coming into his own, just makes me smile. Saturday’s Update is a nice bastion peace, before all hell breaks loose.
This week’s #TeaserTuesday sums up the new chapter pretty well in a tidy little nutshell.
“Are you trying to say that I literally danced the illusions into existing? That isn’t possible.”
“Yes! That is it exactly.”
A triumphant smile ghosted across his face, eaten almost immediately by a frown at her negation. “You stood with me beneath a rainstorm of your own making, and you tell me it did not happen?”
Nica’s have a bit of a hard time wrapping her mind around reality. Naj can’t quite seem to get his point across, but lucky for you readers, that just means he’ll explain and over explain until he’s certain Nica gets it. Check out Saturday’s Update for some tasty world building tidbits, and lot of new pri’mn words!
This week’s #TeaserTuesday is a tease of a tease, as we’re back to the dreams in the desert.
There was always fire burning in the big pit in the middle of the long house, no matter how hot it was outside. Even if it was a simple bed of coals, buried under a fine layer of ash, the fire was never allowed to completely burn out.
This has got to be one of my favorite scenes of the memories Seth showed me. Little serpent toddler, face all chubby and smudgy with soot, brows drawn together in concentration turned frustration… I can just see him now stomping his little foot, jumping when it calls to the flames. Baby Kismeron is a gem, though writing him is always bittersweet. I’m always left wondering who he would have grown up to be, if things had been different…
This Saturday‘s update is a blast from the past, so any of you who were wondering about Seth and Naj’s origins, you’re in for a treat!
This week’s #TeaserTuesday is mostly just pretty words. I like pretty words. 😛
Ixl. The Now. Such a simple concept, but somehow, the drop of time between Then and Yet Still had always been the hardest to master. Easiest to move through, hardest to truly live in.
After so much drama, this chapter is a bit of a breather, action wise. Lots for everyone, characters and reader included, to sit back and digest. Pacing has definitely been the hardest part of writing a web serial. I’ve been doing a lot of self promotion these past few months, and that means at lot of looking back at the Prologue and first chapter and worrying about the pacing. Yes, on the one hand, it is technically too late to change it. But, this is the internet, and I can kinda do whatever I want. But if I go back and endlessly quibble over the openings, I’ll never get anything done. So, we press on with the edits and updates, trusting our guts that the opening is good and readers will come.
Hey look! Another #TeaserTuesday from Dreams in the Desert!
“It’s still lacking substance, naja. Just get angry already and try to burn me, will you? I assure you, your little fireballs will have no effect on me.”
It’s been a lot of fun probing Naj and Seth’s earliest memories. Well, as fun as poking around something so painful can be. Fun in a sadistic writely sort of way?
Again, I’ve broken up DitD into smaller parts and dispersed them between relevant chapters. It all comes together in the end, but I don’t know how much sense it’s gonna make until then. We’ve hit the section of Asylum I most want feedback on. So if you have any input after reading Saturday‘s update, I’d love to hear it.
I had a hard time deciding where to cut this week’s #TeaserTuesday off. So I erred on the side of too much, because I can.
Hot tears traced his face as his eija held him and his eijye did for him what he could not. He was home. He was safe and cared for, and it only served to underscore his inabilities. He had never been able to take care of himself, relying on the Dai for everything, then falling into a useless sleep when they had been taken away. Who was he? What was he good for, but poisoning the world with his bastardized magics? Why were these strangers taking care of him, when the first things he’d done had been to raid their memories with an out of control s’Era’ramn, then show their leader how to half-kill herself? They should turn him out now, before he had the chance to do any more damage.
I will never not love Naj. If given half a chance to highlight Naj, I will. Even if it means highlight his torment. …I’m also a great one for torment. *shrugs* I promise it’s not all oh oh agony woe, but don’t take my word for it. Check out Saturday’s Update to find out.
Woo holidays. My whole routine is off this week, but it’s not too late to sneak in a #TeaserTuesday.
Jostling in the dark.
Strong arms around him, carrying him with quick even strides down a torch-lined hall. None of them were lit anymore– he’d stopped wasting the energy after the first three or so.
“Master, are we–”
Talk about putting the teaser in #TeaserTuesday. We’re getting into some stuff that has been great fun to write, great hell to edit. Where Naj and Seth diverge is only slightly easier than where they merge, and both are a royal pain in the butt. 😛 Be sure to check in on Saturday for the full extent of my suffering.