Kolya kept his head down and stayed close behind Jadzia as they walked through the hotel. He didn’t see Hans, and more important, Hans did not see him, or so he guessed from the lack of disturbance as they slipped out a side door and into the darkness. The snow had stopped, but the...
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That slug bastard was dead. Killed by an assassin with a sword who might be right outside the door. Kolya tugged at the boots with a whine. Keen had told him to be quick. A smart boy listened when a man with a sword told him shit.
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So apparently there’s this tradition on Twitter. Here’s the first part of Kolya. Hope you like. (Yes, I know the first paragraph is confusing. It’s a first draft.) One minute Kolya was dying, heels drumming the wall, too-short nails clawing at the hand clamped on his throat, vision darkening on the leer of his...
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The new book, that is. 2,000 words on Kolya yesterday. Damn, that felt good. ETA, many hours later: and then I got sucked back into writing, and never finished the post. 1,783 words yesterday, and I am making Kolya sick. It’s awful, but grand how well it’s going. Writing this book is going to...
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So you know I’ve been poking at structure lately. Tonight mostly as a lark, (to look as if I were doing something) I started poking at working out a plot for Kolya. I started free-form. Just…writing things down as they occurred to me. That was getting me nowhere fast, and someone wanted to war,...
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