October 31st, 2007

cass, can you not

A fragment of fic: An Study in Baiting

It had been a crime of unusual obscurity and complexity. The great detective had had no choice but hiring an assistant and sending him out to gather clues in the world the legendary genius had shunned years ago.

The man everybody nicknamed "Watson" smiled to himself. His plan was proceeding apace.
cass, can you not

Na.No.Wri.Mo: Day 0

Unprovided with original learning, unformed in the habits of thinking,unskilled in the arts of composition, I resolved to write a book. Edward Gibbon.

I have plot to run for maybe 2K words, no time to write this, no protagonist, no reference materials, no outline, and no realistic chance in hell of turning it into a novel, much less a decent one.

This ought to be fun.