I've Jumped into a Dungeon

     A while back, I had this random idea about a princess' discovery of a dungeon in her own castle. It didn't seem like much of a story, but I typed up the first chapter to make myself feel better. Then I shelved the project away -- not intending to ever come back to it.
     But, in the past 7 days, the dungeon came alive to me. Strands of storylines and characters wound through my head. Yesterday, I had the chance to sit down and type, and I wrote nearly 5k words.
     I'm at a little bit of a block today. Yesterday, after many failed attempts, the princess made it down into the dungeon. Today, she is trying to return to the dungeon, but the door is locked...again. I am not sure why the door is locked and I am working hard to find a way to get her down there. I'd really like her to be able to go down at will now. If only she could find a secret door...or maybe find the keys...or something...I don't know, but that is where I am stuck (my princess is staring at the locked door with an armful of fruit) and I just have to figure out a way to open the door.
     Hmmmm...
     I am having so much fun writing this one. :)
     My princess is not having fun. No, I am sorry to say she is having rather a rough time of it. But that is what happens when a very sheltered princess finds out that other people are suffering and it's sort of her fault.
      But...I don't want to give away too much of the story just yet. ;) So that is all that I am saying about it today.
     And, you will be happy to know, I think I may have just figured out a way to get my princess through the door...I'm off to try it out!

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A Short Story Break

via Pinterest It has been a while since I penned a short story. Usually it takes something like a "short story contest" to inspire me. But I have noticed my writing skills improve with each contest so there is something to be said for writing short stories. I say all this to lead into the fact that I am going to try another short story. There is no contest looming on the horizon, but it has been so long that I think I am due to write a short piece. Life cannot be entirely devoted to novel-length plots... I am rolling around different ideas in my head. There is no one to give me the first three words or a picture to base my story on. There are no restrictions, no props, and no judges. Methinks I will try something that is both epic and ordinary...something I have seen before. After all, personal experience, great things, and the expression of the...

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Goodbye and God Be With You

It's rather fitting that some things come to a close on this day -- the last day of the year. I submitted my last entry into the Rooglewood contest this morning. I can hardly believe it took me until the day of the deadline to send it in because I'm usually earlier than that. And, even with the extra time I took, I still felt a little bit like maybe I could have done better if I had more time. But there was no feeling of regret when I hit "send." Mostly it was just a prayer that Rooglewood would hear the heart of the message when they read it and that maybe, if I win, they could help me bring the full potential out of my little story. And there was also a feeling, after working on these stories for more than six months, that it felt good to close that chapter and move on to the next one. I did it. I wrote them. And I'm really proud of them. Last year, the act of hitting "send" on my contest entry catapulted me into an anticipatory state....

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