I wasn’t sure whether to post this here or in my LiveJournal, which is were most of my personal-type posts go. But I accidentally opened BlogDesk instead of Semagic and I figured I might as well start typing. That, and I didn’t want anyone thinking that because I’ve pulled TBSOL v2 off the website it means I’m no longer working on it, or that I intend to keep it all to myself forever and ever and let no one else read it.
Anyway, I’ve been off my WoW kick for a couple of days now, which really just means I’ve been working on TBSOL again. It’s slow progress, though. Slower than I wish it were. The thing with rewriting this story is that this new version has veered so far from the original that I can’t look to the first one for ideas.
When I first started the rewrite, I intended mainly to rewrite the second half of the book. Instead, I’ve ended up rewriting the entire thing. I’m happy with it, but it’s difficult. I now have a whole bunch of new choices to make, and I’m constantly asking myself, “Is this really better?”
Currently I have Julianne sitting outside a gallery debating about whether or not to go in. There’s this part of me that just wants to have her go in there and meet Kris in person, because I’m impatient. But is that the best option? Would she go in?
Writing is such a weird thing some times. It’s 3am and most people are sleeping. But I’m sitting here staring at the wall trying to decide whether a fictional character would go into a gallery or not.
I gave up trying to decide for the moment. I watched Weeds (awesome show, btw) but ran out of episodes. And now I discovered a Spanish lesbian online series called Apples. I’ve only watched about 3 minutes of it but it’s got potential.
Anyway, I felt compelled to write this for some reason. I think because I’ve been pretty silent around the Internets lately and I didn’t mean to be.
I hope everyone is doing well.
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En fin, espero que en algún momento decidas liberar la historia de nuevo, tene este sítio em Brasil que és de muita responsabilidad.
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hola ahora si escribo en español, que eso si lo hago bien, espero que pronto decidas regalarnos otra vez tu super historia al menos si no la segunda parte, lo que te falta terminar de la nueva version.
tambien he visto la serie apples, esta muy buena, a seguir esperando que salga la tercera parte, lastima que los capitulos sean tan cortos no?
saludos desde lima
alejandra
Hola “dreams” como estas yo hace años lei “el lado ciego del amor” y realmente me encanto!!! recien hoy tuve la oportunidad de volver a imprimirlo… si por q lo imprimi….me salieron un monton de paginas y mucho q pagar en esa epoca pero valio la pena….. ahora q ya tengo donde imprimirlo y habiendo pasado vaaarios años queria volver a leerlo y resulta q me di con esta pagina tuya q ya tendre tiempo sufi para ver como traduzco lo q haz escrito pero me gustaria saber en q seccion tienes tus obras en español veo q aqui te dejaron comentrios una chica de lima, pues yo tambien soy de lima a ver si te vienes a Lima tienes publico aqui jijiiji bueno,sin mas nada q decir, a no ser felicitarte por tu trabajo,me despido
Vil