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[morlayne.livejournal.com]

http://blog.laurellkhamilton.org/2006/05/day-off-or-so.html

LKH in italics, me in bold.

Edward, Richard, a new Marmee Noir scene. They'd been in the works, or hopeful works, for awhile. It was like have a very big, strong dog on the end of a leash and finally letting go.

Dear God, tell me that was a metaphor. Please, please, I just ate.

The next scene, the one where I stalled, was a new character being introduced. She's been in a sticky note on my wall for a few months, but she certainly doesn't have the history and the weight of knowledge behind her. Even on paper I prefer old friends, old lovers, people I know.

Well, yeah, who wants to do all that boring introductory stuff when there's teh secks to get to?

It only gets really good to me when you can dig down and find out what people really are, dig down and truly know them.

Digging into someone's well-used vagina is not getting to know them. Write this on the blackboard 100 times.

I have notes, but they, as other characters have taught me, my best intentions can get thrown to the wind by a character that comes to life on paper.

Woman, are you saying the original notes called for your books to have plot?

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[tooimpurenangel.livejournal.com]

Or at least use her inevitable craziness and jealousy over Anita to make her kill most of the men XD
that would be fantastic!