I'm sighing too much to possibly explain it all with the clever uses of *s.

Today I accomplished another new chapter and felt like informing you all of it. *grin* It begins with a snarky little exchange between Helen / Greg / Nieve [too lazy to put in the accent] because I was feeling mean; overall I'm quite pleased with it.

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someday, alas.

H'oh, man do I neglect this thing. Oh, well. None of you give me feedback anyway, so it's a fair trade, more or less.

Re-working Chris' p.o.v. entry / backstory. Will art immitate life?

Do you even know what I am talking about?

Tata.

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Sorry, promised an update on Thursday or Friday over at my =actual journal= but Mr. Bannerman kicked us out of the lab.

So, to state what I need to. The next chapter has been kick started, I'm finally figuring Christophe out, which I now realized is something I should have done a long time ago. Him and Emma I put off the development of the longest, I believe. That's not meant to be a shot at Emmers or TB but that's just that way things panned out. But the next bit is off and running and needs about a page more the meet the word count I like to set for myself and I'm putting that off at this moment, so I don't know when it should be up, but not too much longer.

That's all fer now.

Lord above, Christophe is =so= hard to write from / about. I tried to make him funny and slightly amusing / arrogant before and am trying to change his character around so that you see that that is not, infact, his true personality but it's just not working out too well for me. I'm also trying really hard not to write all of his thoughts in French; because even though Chris is French, the story is for an English speaking / reading audience, and I'm sure you understand where I'm going with this.

I'm also working away at my Fells Grunn art, which I had never intended on starting and then finishing, but stupid deviantART has tricked me into actually having to do it. =_= My current bastardizations-in-progress are:

-sketch of Avarien for Sara
-sketch of Emma in an uncomfortable situation caused by Twinkies [wtf!?] for Emily

Oh well, I guess that's about it for now. WAIT! I'm also trying to work the characters powers into the story more and more. Only two have been introduced so far. 100 points for you if you know whose powers and what they are.

-Neva

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fer all me loves
-Neva

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Done again, I swear.

Hey all out in el-jay land. I don't imagine this thing will get much of a following, but that's okay, I'm just doing it for fun and to pass time. This is a journal for my beautiful little novel-in-progress [a.k.a. snowglobe] Fells Grunn. Which can be located
right here at
my deviantART.
This thing will just be full of rants, character sketches from time to time, character profiles, photos and the like. I will also post links to the new chapters for those who are interested.

Tata fer now all.
Neva

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