Posted by KVTaylor in I’m testing the “publish later” feature on WP, so if this cocks up, sorry!
Well, my freaky darlings, I had a 20k week. Most of that was on Plaguebringer, but I also wrote a short story the other day that took up a good 4k. Set in the same world though, and about one of the MC (who also features in the excerpt below, hey!), so I say it counts. And I also say I have made up for my week of sulking lethargy previous to this one. Sweet.
In light of my promise of sex last week, I flipped through the sprawling half-done mess of this thing and found a few prospective scenes. I would, however, like to keep ye olde blog mostly work-friendly, so I decided to go with one of the rare moments of conversation sprinkled through the before/after moments. Apologies for anyone expecting actual titillation.
So now we see Cami trying to sneak out of King Osgar’s bedroom in the middle of the night. Said king was not as asleep as she thought him, though. Whoops.
“I should go. It’s bad enough I fell asleep–”
Osgar rubbed at his eyes. “Are you afraid someone will find out?”
She laughed, though whether at him or what he said she wasn’t sure. “No– they always find out.”
“Are you sorry?”
“No, I told you it was–”
He held out one hand and scratched absently at his chest with the other. “Then come back to bed. Look at the thing, it’s ridiculous to sleep in it alone.”
Cami let him pull her closer, but said, “You ought to get married.”
“Don’t talk to me about marriage. I let politics ruin my hunting, my fishing, my dinners, all my sport. But political sex is the ultimate blasphemy.”
A man has to have something sacred in his life, right? Pity poor king boy. Don’t worry, they shut up and get back to business right after that bit. Ah young love. Er, lust, anyhow.
Maybe next week I’ll go with love. Not that I believe there’s a difference. Just that some of my characters do.
And yeah yeah, there’s a plague too. It’s in there somewhere.
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Ha! “political sex”!
Ah, marriage, you negotiated thing, you. Love it.
Hah! That was awesome. I’m loving Osgar already
“In light of my promise of sex last week…Apologies for anyone expecting actual titillation.”
Nice paragraph with a range of emotion. It perked me up, then let me down gently.
That was a whopping about of production this week. Well done!
Well Aaron, I figure it can’t always be good to be the king. Thanks!
Cory, Osgar appreciates that very much. Well, I do too. <3
Alan, I try to be gentle. Most of the time. Thanks
Very cute…I’ve been married so long, I don’t think I could even write a scene like that anymore.
I’m creeping up on four years next month, Jeremy, so I think/hope I still have a few years of cute left in me.
Better get it all out just in case, though!
But political sex is the ultimate blasphemy.
Now that’s a sentence… Congrats on the massive word count.
That’s right old boy, get in there and hump her good!
Cate, yes a very strange and possibly sad sentence. Oh my. Thanks though!
Nat, exactly. Better be good, since she can kill him with her thumb.
Nice word count, you!
Go word count, and go Osgar!