A Hidebound Hump Day #WritingPrompt from Teagan’s Books
Tag: Cornelis Drebbel
Hidebound Hump Day — Cornelis Drebbel 32
from Teagan’s Books
Wednesday, February 27, 2019
Welcome back to Hidebound Hump Day, my chuckaboos! Right now, I’m sitting in the floor, surrounded by boxes, trying to lasso all the phone calls I need to make, and accounts that need address changes, and… I can see that it is more than I can do in the next three days, when I combine it with the other details of moving house.
Of course Murphy’s Law is in full force and the insurance agent screwed up something, getting my insurance cancelled and so getting me in trouble with the mortgage company for my long awaited home.
I thought I would hit the 2,000 mile highway this weekend, but there is snow in my weather forecast again. My agoraphobic self is teetering on the edge of the very tall cliff of a big freak-out. That said, as much as my spirit needs your comments, I…
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Hidebound Hump Day — Cornelis Drebbel 31
It’s time to go purple with Cornelis at Teagan’s Books.
Wednesday, February 20, 2019
Welcome to Hidebound Hump Day, my chuckaboos!
When I wrote this episode back in 2015, I was working on a novel called The Guitar Mancer. Later I even tried to serialize it here as a means of finishing it. The feedback of readers back then brought an unexpected change to the story. It was almost complete, but with my job, I still wasn’t able to write “the end.”
Special thanks to Lavinia Ross, who I think loves that story more than anyone else does. “Time keeps rolling on,” as she sings in one of her songs, yet she continues to encourage me to finish that novel. Hopefully, once I get moved and settled into my new digs, I will do that soon. Here’s a beautiful sample of Lavinia’s music.
Yes indeed, time keeps rolling on, and yes, I said I’m finally moving. Can one…
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Hidebound Hump Day — Cornelis Drebbel 27
It’s Hidebound Hump Day on Teagan’s Books!
Wednesday, January 23, 2019
When I wrote this chapter back in 2015, I was experiencing a lack of energy. It made me relate to these images of worn-out, abandoned locomotives.
Since my characters sometimes reflect my experiences of a given moment, I went to my manuscript with the intention of exploring what a tiny magical green skunk-like creature would do if he was fatigued.
However, to my surprise I didn’t give my characters my own weariness. Quite the contrary — they energized me! Today I hope to tap into that energy once again. My simple life has made many demands on me lately.
The #steampunk submarine is at our port. It’s rising to the surface now, and we’re ready for another chapter of Copper, the Alchemist, and the Woman in Trousers.
Previously with Copper, the Alchemist, and the Woman in Trousers
Chapter 26.1 Absinthe, the Green Fairy…
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