There's a joint project -- existing in partial scenes and handwritten notes -- that I need to start working on with my writing partner, and an old short story idea that may need expansion because its themes are so deep and broad they may not fit into a few thousand words without making the story appear to be a giant in a clown car.
As for Thieves' Honor, the following are notes on a scene for an upcoming episode; I laughed as I wrote them, so I figured you might laugh, too:
Someone wants to join the Vega crew -- who? why?
do they follow Ezra around?
pick at him?
admire him?
Corrigan tries to discourage them: "We're men of the worst sort."
Finney raises her eyebrows.
Corrigan amends: "We're women of the worst sort."
Wyatt scowls, and sucks his teeth.
Corrigan, embarrassed: "Well, anyway, we're the worst sort."
At the moment, the scene in progress involves Kristoff being recruited to be a thief.
Reminds me of Bilbo Baggins being told to go "burgle" something.
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