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writing rengeek magpie mind

plants and trees and rocks and things.

First fiction since Clarion teaching accomplished: 1023 words on "Spellslinger." I've introduced the characters, and they are about to begin their assault on the Jules Verne Shit.

Doc is eating horehound candy like it's going out of style. And I think I mostly have the plot worked out, and the sad little emotional arc. I think I may have just found the most awesome fictional use for the real John Henry Holliday's dying words I've ever contemplated.

And now it's time to drink a protein shake and crit a story for a friend.

Tomorrow? More of the same.

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Loved your Vegas story in "Naked City".

Strange little collection with the Jim Butcher lead-in/sales hook (great story, too) and the rest of the stories being much more demanding a read. (Literary, even.) Interesting editing.
Thank you!

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*snrch*
Oh yum. Love me some Doc Holiday stories.
That sounds rather fine.
One day I'm going to find out what horehound candy *is*!
Ricola coughdrops, to the modern reader.
The herbal things? (They're not a common brand over here.) Ew.
great song btw