Oct. 31st, 2021

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Oh hello! ‘Tis I, with a Sunday Snippet and Update!

First of all, I met my GYWO goal for the year this week! I’ve written something on 240 days of the year. I’m really happy to have met this goal with a couple months to spare. I know it is a year-long goal and I have til December to meet it, but when I saw that I could finish it in October, I decided to push through. My actual count is 242 days, so I just squeaked by. I’ll keep writing, but probably not at the same pace. I published the first chapter of a new story (more on that below) today, and I plan to publish a new chapter each Sunday. I’m not doing NaNo this year, but this will be a nice way to keep the creative writing flow going. Last year there was a Jiang Cheng Love Month in November, and I wrote four separate long stories about my favorite fictional son. I didn’t see anything this year, but that’s okay. I need to focus on work a bit.

I have decided not to sign up for GYWO out next year. Or, I might do the very light goal. I have three stitch-a-long projects in progress — one is from 2018 — so my main 2022 goal will be to finish those projects. I might start another temperature tracker stitching project for 2022, but it will be a small one, like a bookmark.

Now to the snippet and new story. I dipped into my Modern Cultivators AU for inspiration, but since I never actually planned that series, I found there were too many inconsistencies to handle, so I took one story and rewrote it for the prologue of the story I started today, Red Hills. You might have read the original story. I tweaked it to make this chapter, and I plan to publish the rest of the chapters each Sunday (6 chapters in total, probably). Below is a snippet from today’s chapter. I hope you like it, and I hope you are all having a delightful Sunday.


“I know, baby, I know.” Jiang Cheng closes his eyes and takes as deep a breath as he can manage without moving Huaisang unnecessarily. His energy is dangerously low but he can access a little. He directs it through hand pressing against Huaisang’s injury, and Huaisang gasps, but his breathing becomes easier as the cool flow of qi passes between them. It’s just enough to stem the worst of the bleeding and ease a bit of Huaisang’s pain. Jiang Cheng keeps his hand on Huaisang’s chest, which rises with more fluid regularity. They sit together, breathing, waiting. Jiang Cheng strains to hear anything that might herald their rescue, but he only hears their breathing. At least the extra corpses haven’t made their way to this floor. The one Huaisang killed seemed a bit more … lively? Intelligent? It was different from the corpses they are usually called to handle, and that worries Jiang Cheng, but it’s something to think about later, after he’s gotten Huaisang out of here.

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