{"id":7906,"date":"2024-04-30T20:58:03","date_gmt":"2024-05-01T03:58:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.dresan.com\/blog\/?p=7906"},"modified":"2024-04-30T20:58:03","modified_gmt":"2024-05-01T03:58:03","slug":"viiictory-thirty-eight-times","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dresan.com\/blog\/2024\/04\/30\/viiictory-thirty-eight-times\/","title":{"rendered":"viiictory, thirty-eight times …"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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Woohoo! I have successfully written 50,000 words in the month of April, completing my 38th writing challenge (counting November Nanowrimos, April\/July Camp Nanos, and Script Frenzy). <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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This was a pretty rough Nanowrimo, given the prepwork that I had to do ahead of Clockwork Alchemy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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But, I did it, and learned so much about my story and the overall arc of the series as well. So, huzzah!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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So, I am really churning with the edits on this one, but here’s a segment which is relatively coherent:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The trim, egg-headed man emerged from Air Force One like royalty, the crowds of military personnel actually cheering him as he descended. At his heels, a lantern-jawed, white-haired man followed, grinning broadly, waving awkwardly at troops that seemed to like him even more.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Both kept smiling as they strode towards Jeremiah, but their body language<\/em> \u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, my,\u201d Jeremiah said. \u201cThey hate<\/em> each other, don\u2019t they?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNow, that,\u201d Marcus said, \u201cis an understatement.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The pair stopped twenty meters from Jeremiah, on one side of a rough ring of Secret Service agents that made Jeremiah feel like she\u2019d just entered a gladiatorial arena; she wondered what the agents thought they would do if the Scarab decided to go all apocalyptic on them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSo,\u201d the President said. \u201cYou\u2019re \u2026 Commander Willstone, correct?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSir, yes sir,\u201d Jeremiah clicked her heels, watching, without appearing to watch, a larger group of dignitaries forming up just outside the ring of Secret Service agents. \u201cI am Senior Expeditionary Commander Jeremiah Willstone, and I am at America\u2019s service, sir.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAre you?\u201d the President said. \u201cI hear that you gave our security detail some trouble.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI heard that too,\u201d the challenger said. \u201cI notice you refused to be disarmed.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jeremiah nodded; her blunderblast remained slung over her back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMy people use nonlethal weapons,\u201d Jeremiah said, \u201ceven this impressive blunderblast, which I will demonstrate later. From a security perspective, however, consider it just show: I\u2019m the weapon. If I had wanted to blow up your plane, I would just have pointed at it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The President shifted, just slightly, but the challenger grinned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWill you demonstrate that for us later?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cEr\u2014yes,\u201d Jeremiah said. \u201cOf course, sir\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNot on my plane,\u201d the President said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAh!\u201d Jeremiah said. \u201cNo, of course not, sir. I\u2019ll use our psychic\u2019s car instead\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCommander!\u201d the Owl said. \u201cI just got\u2014you\u2019re kidding. Tell me you\u2019re kidding\u2014\u201d<\/p>\nJeremiah Willstone and the Watchtower of Destiny<\/cite><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Oh my. I hope they manage to convince each other to work together without blowing anything up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nevertheless … viiictory!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Onward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

-the Centaur<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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