Month of WIPS
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MONTH OF WIPS
The April ExoWriMo just finished, leaving the lot of us with unfinished fics that need some more work on them. The last few months were generally a bit harder on the students and work for all of us, so let's take a breather and focus this month on finishing what we can, before next month's ExoWriMo brings us a new theme and new fics:)
This is the place where you can comment with your progress on oooold fics as well as the ones you started just a few days back. Squee about your word counts, show as excerpts, moan about RL getting in the way of writing or brainstorm plot to finish that darn fic that is trying to get you:) Anything you feel like, the comment section is here for you:) Enjoy!
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Date: 2018-05-07 04:34 am (UTC)Today's sample:
Inside the office, Tomas offered his guest a drink. He politely declined. Bennett spent several minutes taking in the space. It was very impressive, he had to admit. He even told Tomas as much. The doctor received the compliment as it was intended. His curiosity as to what brought Bennett here was making him rather impatient, but he never let his impatience show. Only one reason would drive Bennett to darken Tomas’ doorstep. He wondered how much Marcus had told his friend. *Is this an omen? Does what happens in this moment influence how soon Marcus and I will be reunited? Or does it ensure I have lost him forever?* This last thought made him inconsolably sad. He missed his friend dearly. However, he suspected whatever brought Father Devon Bennett to him this evening was not good.
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Date: 2018-05-07 12:18 pm (UTC)