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Geez, I've sucked this week, and I don't quite know why. Ah well. Here is part 18!

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By the way, I've purchased and downloaded Write-or-Die's desktop version. It only cost $10 and was completely worth it, as it nudged me on over the hump in finishing this entry which I've been working on, bit-by-bit, over the past week.

Edit: I just noticed... 18 on the 18th. Ahahahahahahaha!

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This entry happens almost simultaneously with the previous, fyi. It also contains another Pari first. Hahahahahahaa....

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Today's word count is 2,528.

I've fallen way behind this week. Dammit. Hopefully I can knock another entry out today, and again tomorrow. I have a feeling that I may miss Sunday as well, as I have to close and will be stopping in at a friend's Christmas Party afterwards if they're still up.

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Okay, time for a drink of water, a few minutes of video game goodness, and then right back to work on DE17. Hoo-Rah!

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I got it done! I may take a second look at the last scenes when I've had a little sleep, but I'm actually quite happy with this entry as is.

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In a future post, the working title for which is 'Dryad Eyes 15.5,' my friends queenthespade and kingofheart will be co-writing some scenes in which some of the characters from this story will interact with Treyp as she recovers.

This song played several times during the creation of this entry.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aHU9dN0Itrk

So, I took a few days off this week to try and sort my sleeping schedule out. Failing that, I am back to doing what I was doing for the forseeable future! Better to write, write, write and die of exhaustion than fall back into the embrace of writer's block.

I ran into a bit of a problem about half way through this story. I didn't like how it was flowing, but I couldn't really change the parts I wasn't liking without more of what I had written than I wanted to. I knew that if I let myself do that, I WOULD be giving in to the very problem that caused my writer's block in the first place. *LOL*

So, here it is, with a word count of 4,437.


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Did you know that it was 'chagrin,' not 'chargin' ? Seriously. I've been mispelling it for at least twelve years now. Shit! My whole world has officially been flipped on its head.

Today's word count is 4,761. :D

Be sure and read 'Dryad Eyes part 12.5' over on my friend kimerastorm's page. The only reason it wasn't part 13 was because, while it was co-written with me, she did the write up, and I expected to have this installment done before she finished that one. Turns out I was wrong! *lol*

Its a great read.

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Stupid lack of sleep. I'll get DE13 done sometime tonight, I think, but I'm running behind because I've been having a problem keeping my eyes open. >_<

Also, look forward to Dryad Eyes 12.5 , a cowritten work between myself and kimerastorm. It'll be posted up on her LJ as soon as she finished the write up for it. :)

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Sorry for the delay on this one, my exhaustion caught up with my on Thanksgiving night. After hanging out with THE ASIAN for a while, I had to go crash. Even tonight, I was having to fight my eyes to keep them uncrossed during the final stages of this entry. Hopefully I didn't screw up too badly because of that. *LOL*

You should also read 'Web of Lives' on pariparisuru ! It ties in to what I am doing here, and is very well handled. It was written by my friends, kimerastorm and goldenluckycat

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I'm not entirely happy with the closing scene on this one, but I... am... exhausted.

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Holy crap, I made it to part 10! Go me!

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Normally, I don't listen to music when I write. Or anything else. I find it distracting. Generally. However, the past couple of nights, I've tried turning on my playlist while writing.

This song...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XgDfzvQPDFM&1&fmt=18
...was playing at one point or another while I was writing both of the recent Geran/Charis scenes. Its kind of appropriate, I think. Quite a while back, this lady (Serena Ryder) sent me a friend request on Myspace. A couple of weeks ago, I had the pleasure of spotting, and buying, her new CD in Hastings. If you haven't heard of her, check it out. She's great.

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There may be a ridiculous number of typos in this one, especially toward the end. I was rather ridiculously tired by the time I got it finished.

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Oops! There goes the status quo. :D

1355 words, here. I'm quite pleased with myself for keeping this up.

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My ps3 seems to be taking a dump. It no longer produces sound of any kind. I haven't tried switching over to HDMI cables yet, but I somehow doubt that this will clear the issue.

One can always hope, however.

Also, my friend spiffyfunpants is freaking awesome, I don't care what she says.

Word count on this one is 1373.

I enjoyed writing this one, but I actually think I may have spent a little too much time editing it. It was quite fun, tho. I added this little plot point since I was in Amarillo and couldn't move forward with the co-written pieces that queenthespade, kingofheart and I have planned.

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For those of you wondering, my grandmother is doing great. Things are looking a lot better than they did when I first went to Amarillo.

Im in Amarillo with my grandmother. I dont think I will make it back tonight. Sorry guys.

Check out 'Sense of Duty' on my friend kingofheart's LJ, as it ties into what I'm doing here. It would take place sometime between Parts 4 and 5 of this story. :)

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This one was co-written by my friend queenthespade.

It was originally going to be posted in an entirely different format (chat transcript, as we wrote it live) but I kind of randomly decided to stretch it out post-by-post to see what a more finished product would look like. Hopefully queenthespade likes it, and isn't mad at me for playing with the parts she had written. I didn't make any massive alterations. Mostly, I just added to it. :)

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Hellz yes!

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A continuation of my previous post. :)

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(This is, of course, a surprise continuation of the 'Continuing the Character Growth' drabble I posted on Oct. 28.)

It has been said that dryad eyes can see trouble coming through a dense forest from over a mile away.

This was not literally true, especially not in the case of Treyp. Her ability to see anything at all came and went, seemingly at random. On top of that, on the night in question, she was a little more than slightly tipsy, having just left a tavern and a long evening of drinking, dancing and singing behind. Her ears were still numb from the noise, her face still flushed from the excitement.

Still, she was aware of men that were following her, and knew that they had fallen into step behind her before she had gone more than twenty paces from the tavern door. From that moment, she had been angry, very angry, for a very simple reason. She had had a good night. Now these three (four, she silently corrected herself as she listened to their footfalls) buffoons were going to spoil it for her by trying something stupid.

It was not difficult to guess what they were after. She was completely aware of the fact that she was a pretty young woman. A hundred would-be suitors that she had met since leaving the forests of her homeland had told her so. Like most dryads, she was tall, with long, dark hair and darker eyes. Her skin was a vibrant, golden brown that came from spending so much time outside, beneath the sun's gaze.

With a sigh, born of regret that the lovely evening she had had should turn out this way, Treyp very deliberately turned down a dark, empty little side street.

Four would-be predators were about to have a very unpleasant evening.