I know I'm in my own world... it's okay, they know me here

Tonight I am flailing around in the twirly, swirly whirlpool of 'what the heck happens next in this story I DON'T EVEN KNOW ARGH.'

(For those unaware, the Whirlpool of WTHHNITSIDKA is one of the more oddly named geographical features of the North Buckinghamshire area, otherwise renowned for the Pit of Holy Shit No It's A Plothole and the Swamp of Why The Heck Am I Doing This Anyway, I Could Have Been A Doctor.)

Dragonbird


Still going! I'm trying to up my daily wordcount at the moment, get my brain trained for production, but time always vanishes when I'm concentrating on writing - I look up and it's been over an hour and a half and I've written maybe a thousand words, max. I don't know if this is normal, but I think the problem is that I was much more prolific back in high school and so I can't help but compare my current writing speed to my old one, even though I probably spend more time thinking about what I'm doing these days and thus produce better quality work (I hope.)

As an update to my previous whine about this, Curie is still not 100% sure about Bren, but she seems to have sort of decided she likes him. Naturally, things are about to go tits up, but that's when it gets really interesting :D

And just to satisfy my own ego, have an extract!

( Random extract for yooooooou )

OMG I HAVE NO IDEA HOW FEMALE MC IS GOING TO END UP LIKING/LOVING MALE MC. SHE IS SO DAMN ORNERY AND STUBBORN AND DETERMINED NOT TO LIKE HIM.

I guess maybe it'll work out in the wash? I hope?