Writer’s Log

Today I got to take a break in Treehouse Headquarters; well, not so much a break, but a shift in work detail. See, the almighty They didn’t really like our revolution yesterday and decided we should maybe take a little break. Thank. Goodness.

Part of the day was spent making lists of things we absolutely need, things we really want, and things we’ll ask for and know we won’t get, for the coming months. Tedious. However, the Captain of the Reefling decided she wanted a decree written – some boundary thing, I didn’t quite understand what it meant, but I think I did a decent job writing it anyways. Hey, part of being a writer is imagining you know what’s going on. Do you think we plan for our characters to do things?

Take today, for instance. I didn’t know Coral Reefling was going to walk into my day. But there she was, bold as brass in my doorway this morning, with a big ole scroll in hand. Once I got down to writing and editing her notes into the appropriate templates I was in my utter glory. It reminded me why I love writing and playing with words so much; and why I would rather leave my characters to fighting the big bads, like Horqumus. But, we all do our part in the world – I try to make mine a good one. Goodnight!

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