Get hype! Nanowrimo starts next month, and now is the time to start thinking about whether or not you'll participate.
Umi Siskin of Lumis leads the mischievous Prince Tatsuya of Planet Cygnet across the Plutonian Sea to the land of alchemists and rebirth.
An Open Letter to Dragon Warrior
The beloved and ever-imaginative Dragon Warrior proposed a collaboration to explore our fantasy worlds together. Some of you may already be familiar with her planet Cygnet, and some of you might know Lumis from my draft "The Stars Went Out."
I'm having some trouble letting go of the "Stars" daily excerpts, so here's one last hurrah: the crazy nonsense garbage sentences I wrote before I fell asleep on my laptop! I've been combing these ugly babies out of the draft for three days now, but here are some of the best.
Camp is now over, Wrimos. It's time to say goodbye to your campgrounds, your cabins, and the safety of a wordtracker. Now you're in the wilderness.
Umi closed his eyes and imagined in the thick, dreaming aroma of Shiori’s room both of them were in their childhood again. He imagined he didn’t have to worry about who didn’t (or did) want touching him. He imagined someone would wake him, in the morning, and tell him what he should do. He imagined they would tell him how to be happy.
The discovery of Saikasu had been an accident. A seasonal priestess on her way to Bhin, sailing on the mapped way she’d used for a decade—Lotus, Queen’s Tattoo, Threecorn—found her route interrupted by a body in the stars she’d never seen before.
Workers hauled ashore cages of feathered game and trunks of malachite ore, lined in synchronized, silent pairs.
The bushes overflowed with every shade of color, but in particular crimson. It was Shiori’s favorite color, and arrogant red flowers spilled over the blues, purples, and pinks. The other woman servants grumbled about it to each other every now and again--that many in the same soil, they shouldn’t grow like that.