Emily Waldorf

Tullian

A man rolled in, sitting in a chair. It was newer and better designed than any he had seen. He started to wonder what country the man came from, but his thoughts broke off mid-sentence.

pain shot up and down his right leg, overwhelming the other emotions that bombarded him. He categorized them almost unconsciously.

Anger, resentment,…[Read more]

@e-n-leonard I have determined to write my WIP and risk failing. I can always rewrite it when I’m a better author.

@calidris sounds good! Also, can’t wait to see your blog!

@e-n-leonard my email address is above, if you ever want to reach out! Or, if there’s enough of us, we could nip over to the plotting forum and start a new thread.

I figure out the structure before I draft, so it doesn’t have to big me down later; maybe that’s something you could try.

Apparently 75% of women are better with characters, so…[Read more]

@calidris I didn’t explain myself well (a usual problem lol). To uncode the email address, remove the spaces and change the obvious words–dot and at– to appropriate symbols.

If you like staying on the SE site, there is this brainstorming thread already https://storyembers.org/forums/topic/brainstoming-anyone/

Or you could start your own.…[Read more]

@calidris we could have them all together. Voltemand will refuse, and Tul doesn’t have any possessions, per se.

Here! My email address is emily waldorf 2021 at outlook dot com ( I coded it so robots don’t steal it.) Go ahead and shoot me an email. Or, if you’d rather, we could do it in SE. 🙂

I TO KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN AND AGREE WITH IT…[Read more]

Tul looks a bit of a jerk, this way 🧐

TULLIAN

He shifted away from Voltemand. He was still angry with the Voice, and not especially comfortable to be around just now.

Not like the people he was walking toward were any better. The air felt heavier already, and even with all his self-control he was breathing hard by the time he was close enough…[Read more]

TULLIAN/VOLTEMAND

It was dark. Too dark to be canny.

“Where are we?” Tullian’s whisper boomed into echoing space.

Voltemand didn’t answer. He walked forward a few cautious steps, listening.

From somewhere in front of them, a noise like scuffling and whispering from a crowd of people was going on.

“Now would be a good time to do some of your…[Read more]

@calidris no. My mom and sisters are, though! That’s frustrating, but it sounds normal. I think it’s related to my problem. I want my WIP to be absolutely perfect, and I’m scared that if I write it, it won’t be…I know, not the brightest philosophy, but there it is. I love plotting stories! Let me know if you ever think another brain would help–…[Read more]

@calidris thanks! I know Kit, Val, Myra, and Frey, but who are the other folks in here? That last challenge sounded so awesome!!

I’m not sure yet who I’ll drop in.

My writing is… complicated. I’m taking a prose course (from Story Embers’ very own Hope Ann), and have not been doing much else, which is driving me mad. Maybe this castle will…[Read more]