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Posted on 09/07/2006 10:11:42 PM PDT by HairOfTheDog
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Heh...
So...what *is* your plot?
I'm cheating, personally.
I figure I've already proved I can do this, so...it's OK.
Yah. Maybe its like I see a certain boss at work, too... he's a very intense person and being in the room with him for any amount of time is just exhausting. His cell structure is just moving faster than anything in the room, and it can only be because he's sucking life energy out of the people nearby and expending it.
But he's rarely actually wrong. I don't know how he does it, and I woudn't mind having a little of that from time to time. But I couldn't live like that.
Wheee, NaNo. Can't wait.
In Campaign, the main hero, Treval, the Flight Captain of the Colonial Capital Ship Solaria, meets and falls in love with Doctor Shayma, who winds up being Solaria's Master Analyst. Other subplots include the mental breakdown of Treval's dear friend and wingman, Moonblaster, and the multiple attempts on the life of Admiral Tregennet, the commander of Solaria's Fleet.
In The Gift Of Sight, I look at the backstory of Campaign. Gift follows five women: Shayma, Treval's sister Leerith (who's married to Moonblaster), Treval's niece (and Moonblaster's daughter) Patrinne, Solaria's Master Healer Tamarind, and Siress Tarrilla, the newest of Tregennet's twelve wives. They all see things --- in themselves, in their loved ones, in their lives --- that they'd not seen before, that they needed (or didn't need) to see, that they're either glad or sorry to have seen. I write it all down.
<smiling> It's good to summarize it all in that way! Thanks for asking, and for making me squish it all down that way!
Wow, this homeschooling thread I'm on won't die. Someone is being denser than whatsername Lauralee the "what do people who don't live in NYC do" chick.
Ok...I think I need to draw a diagram, but I've got the gist of it. ;-)
Sounds like it would qualify as space opera, no? Kinda?
I still don't quite understand some of the ways sci-fi gets divided up.
... I'm OK watchin' invisibly from back here...
Well, I do that sometimes on your he-man wimmin-hater threads so turnabout is fair play and all.
I've been relaying some of the choicer bits to Talon. He's amused.
I'm 54, wife 50. We've been married for 28 years.
And "connected" five times in the last 24 hours.
Folks, it gets better with time!
Must... stop.... worse.... than.... peanuts....
Smoochmoot Of A Sort. WK isn't a HHD or even a Freeper, but is a sympathizer, and may get sucked into this swirling vortex sometime after the mawwage. There was Scrabble, and Church, and Pizza, and Mall-Walking, and yes, there was smoochery.
Returned by way of Baby Andrew's place. Apparently Baby Andrew is still on the two-and-a-half hour feed'n'change schedule. Apparently he celebrated his fifth morning as a Discrete Entity by shotgunning a substance almost, but not quite entirely, unlike mustard out of his toches. This being a novelty was met with hilarity, but the youngster better put a cork in that sort of business rahther quickly.
Uh... Hi - Most folks don't give us that much information in the introduction!
Um, glad you had a good time. Can we ask for a moratorium on baby diaper weather reporting?
You haven't officially proposed yet, have you? I think I would not have missed something that big but my life's been crazy enough lately.
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