Nobody, absolutely nobody:
“Let’s write a story about bowel movements.”
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I promise it won’t be crap.
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I don’t think you’d stick to stool, but if you notice a lot of writing might as well get rid of toilets altogether as unnecessary for their characters.
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I kinda wanna write about “gym bros” like this.
He could make 100% nicer at home and save
money on much better things-like better pants
and a vacation away to get a nice glow so you
don’t look like every single other dude in the
same gym as you.
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Instead of a “walk off into the sunset” moment, I have a “walk off down a hall to a forbidden cavern” moment.
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a princess in a dress made of concrete falls into a river and passes out.
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I laughed XD
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Nikki tells Leo how much he sucks at shooting before taking the gun and killing people with a concerning amount of glee.
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Anjan returns to the palace, people are freaking out a bit because he is back after leaving seven years ago. They ain’t happy, but he is enjoying it.
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Let’s try to be optimistic, guys—”
“Optimism isn’t realistic,” Zoe deadpanned.
“Shut up, Zoe. Let me have this until I’m proven wrong.”
“You’re just setting yourself up for disappointment.”
later
“If we keep this up, we may be in with a chance.”
“Don’t jinx it,” Zoe warned. “You know things have a habit of going wrong for us.”
“Let me have some optimism, Zo, fucking hell.”
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that’s Sona for you XD
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Amneris hefted her staff over her shoulder with a grin. “Hey, guys. Fancy seeing you here.”
“Girl,” Enliatu growled.
Amneris gave him a once-over. “Man,” she responded. The Dark King wasn’t impressed. It only made her grin widen. “I’m going to give you all a chance to leave my world. Leave now and we’ll pretend this whole thing never happened. No hard feelings.”
“We want the tree,” Tara demanded.
“And I want you to get the fuck off my planet,” Amneris shot back. “We don’t all always get what we want, Tara. Consider it a life lesson."
Yep, that actually just happened. This is supposed to be the big, serious, epic battle to end the War. Obviously my characters have nailed the tone you would expect 
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Still outlining but I have a scene wherein an elegant middle-aged woman in a tuxedo swats away a table thrown at her with ease.
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Makes me think that this is a remake of Tree of Might.
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Who threw the table?
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A biker gang member, probably a giraffe man.
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Continuing with the saga of Zoe not liking optimism:
“I told you optimism was dumb.”
“Zoe!” Jay snapped. “Enough with the optimism shit!”
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Decided to edit the most recent chapter of my current work, posted on Wattpad. Now mildly embarrassed such a literary abomination was posted under my name…so much rewriting to do…
Anyway. A summary of recent chapter events.
- Krista clears two shelves of her bedroom’s bookcase, covering her bed (and treasured teddy) in First Edition hardbacks, in preparation for furniture re-arrangement (and for Freyja to move in).
- Dov and Freyja arrive, accompanied by Karen and Polanksi and several pieces of ornate furniture for Freyja.
- As Dov and Freyja move the bookcase together, Dov discovers everything in Krista’s room is seasoned Oak…and that he needs more time in the gym…
- Freyja discovers the best cure for strained back and arm muscles is a light, brief massage from Dov (preferably concluding with a hug).
- Freyja’s gathered companions realise, once again, Freyja’s strength is on-par with Dov’s. She just needs more training and experience.
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I have a whole encapsulated short with this as the prompt:
Its under 600 words, but it exists well as a twisted tale of it’s own.
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“You’ll kill us!” Tara cried.
Ema grinned. “Hey, if it gets rid of you.”
“You’re insane!”
“More sane than you, bitch.”
The Minor Villain and The Second Traitor, everybody!
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