Hi everyone! I've been writing for... four years now? Sounds about right. Anyway, last november I went for the NaNoWriMo and it worked and I was super-stoked about the whole experience so I figured, I came this far, might as well continue! I've been having trouble writing on a daily basis so this journal thingy might work for me. I usually blog about big writing-and-other-artsy-shenanigans outbreaks, but that mostly happens in French soooo... Here. Migrating to the english-speaking world. My story went under the title Sugar Red during the NaNoWriMo, 'cause they don't give much love to people who get writer's block one line off the top of the page. Anyway, I started rewriting the parts that I'd already written and now, it's called, ta-daa, Jolly Carols for the Dead and Dying (although that may change again) I have this thing where I like my plots the same way I like my salads: made. Of. Everything. Fantasy setting, think Venice, built in Greece by Indians. With fingerpaint. Also, snow. Immortal, illiterate, sugar-worshipping, Christmas-spirited stuffed-animal people. Candy. Lots and lots of candy. Sugar-crazed kids roaming the streets at night. Christmas. Wartime experiments on live subjects. An awkward support group. And one single human, goes by the name "The Fixer", who's supposed to tend to the stuffed folk whenever they rip something. Which happens. Also, I'm a die-hard planner. Got the whole thing planned. Almost. I usually start writing when I'm looking for ideas to pour into my plan, that's how bad it gets. Anyway, for the first time since november, I started writing again! As in, real paragraphs, complete with grammar and all! So that's good. Out of the 99 pages I'd written for the WriMo, I'm not sure how many fit the plot. There's gonna be some trimming. And heartbreaks. I'll update this thread when I finish today's writing session. Thank you for stopping by!