WHY?
Why did you remove the functionality that enables writers like me to replace text with invisibles?
Do you have any idea how much of a pain in the arse it is to go through 350-odd pages looking for single asterisks and then MANUALLY REPLACE THEM with page breaks?
DO YOU?
Sincerely, one writer who is almost out of hir flipping mind.
COMING SOON!
I’ve nearly finished editing, dear readers, and I am going to attempt to break this one up into chapters. Something I’m admittedly not very comfortable with.
I just need to hurry my beta-readers up a smidge.
Fingers crossed, I get this out for the yuletide rush!
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“A peck on the cheek” means something completely different when dealing with avioids.
[AN: I now have 66 instant stories to go before I start working on the next anthology. Yay. Also I’ve been awake since Ofuck in the morning and my wrists are hurting and I’ve had an asthma attack and it’s not even dawn yet. My life is one huge roller coaster. Anyway - story time!]
Human habits were fascinating. And when
Read more »Coming soon to all good eBook stores near YOU!
[Late 2014 - early 2015]
Beta-readers are now going through over one hundred and twenty thousand hand-crafted words for your reading pleasure. We carefully select the best words in the best combinations to ensure that your science fiction is not only plausible, but also fun and enjoyable to read.
We care about your reading comfort.
Watch this blog for further bulletins, and be sure to spread the word.
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T’reka meets a chicken
Her heart was already pounding as she scuttled from hiding place to hiding place in the human settlement. Their buildings were partially subterranean. Though some sat above the ground. Far above the ground. On a pole.
T’reka almost had a coronary when one of the residents of the strange little house said, “Cake?”
She remembered her breathing, and watched as her vital signs returned from red-lines. Only then, did she investigate.
“Cake… cake… sweet-sweet-sweet.”
Read more »“I wouldn’t say *we’ve* made that much progress. Our euphemisms have, though.”
“It’s ‘Avian Catastrophan’.”
“No, it’s simply Avian. Or Avian Citizen.”
“But some of them aren’t citizens. They still have resident status in Kal'rike.”
“Only because Kal'rike’s run by the most anal bureaucrats since time began…”
“Ladies,” said the Numidid of contention. “I am fine
Read more »T’reka meets an amorous cassowary. Hilarity ensues.
Boo boo boo…
T'reka looked up from her lunch to discover a giant in the clearing. Were it not for his solidly blue-black plumage, he could easily be mistaken for a male of her own species. But he was clearly more dinosaur than Bird.
The cranial capacity was a dead give-away.
He was puffing himself up. Engorging his wattle and showing off his plumage whilst saying, Boo boo boo.
Lonely she may be,
Read more »How does competitive combat (boxing, martial arts, etc.) fare in the new environment of the Amity universe?
(#00655 - A290)
The humans inside the roped-off square wore heavy padding on their hands, heads, and torsos. They faced off in formal postures that a number of them called Markisuvkwinsbree.
T'reka lit on Calico’s saddle and regarded the match.
“What this happening?”
Su-syn, leaning on her horse, chirped, “Testosterone-poisoning-related posturing. Two male here have rivalry over same female. They
Read more »Curiosity in humans vs. numidids, how the adults handle it in children
Before the attitudes changed, it went like this:
Humans…
“Momma? Why is the sky blue?”
“Some say it’s a reflection of the ocean. Some say it’s dust particles. Others sat it’s the air refracting the suns’ light. I think it’s a little of all of the above.”
“Oh. Okay. Can I have a cookie?”
“After dinner.”
“Aaaaaawwww…
Read more »On an individual basis, moments when humans go from “big, scary, too strong and menacing” to “big, protective, safe and ok still a bit scary”
Just little things, like being able to catch a falling numidid, deflect a blow, walk or swim in currents that bowl over little guineafowl people, or bodily grab them out of the way of danger etc.
An adult Human was twice the size of a Numidid in relaxed posture. Four if the Numidid was in a defensive
Read more »I have sent out to everyone concerned, the first draft of The Amity Incident.
If you did not get your copy of The Amity Incident[or if you need a different format], please email me at “cat @ internutter . org” [minusquotesminusspaces] and I will see what I can do.
Thanks for all your help, you lovely patient people.
Read more »At 500 words a day, that’s 200 days of effort. I have 40 days worth of writing left to go.
That is, before I get to my target. I may go over.
Then I have editing and only three reliable beta-readers. Should I ask for more? Would I be asking for trouble? I’m pretty certain three is not enough.
Ugh, editing sucks.
Read more »Guess what Erika Syverson just sent me?
I’m dribbling.
Augh, it’s so gorgeous I wanna hug it.
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There’s gotta be a few font pros out there who know their stuff and, even though I love me some horribad science fiction, I don’t often get to see the movie posters.
So what fonts would y'all recommend for the eventual cover of The Amity Incident?
Read more »Someone being chased by a goose while others laugh too hard to help.
The humans saw her coming in to the launch pole.
“Up! Up! Up!” They called, using their fleshy hands to gesture the same thought. “Danger! Up!”
She scrambled for the little platform before she dared look down. There, in one of the grazing paddocks, one of the humans’ domesticated avians was chasing a young human keet. Kid.
It was a large bird. Semi-aquatic, judging
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