Thanks for pumping up my ego :-) I'd like to return the favor and help lift you out of this writer's block. Send me what you've got for chapter 2. Even if it is just an outline, let me see if I can give you ideas on what to elaborate on.
Let's get you writing again!
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My next chapter is up in Dictates. More about Tazar. Feel free to turn those eagle-eyes on it for errors and inconsistencies. I'll be catching up on reviews after that!
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I'm assuming that they are smaller than an apple? Because this isn't what I was visualizing. (appreciate the visual though)
Is this going to be minimized or do you plan to hang this on the wall behind your mother's phone?
Easier for you, maybe. Have I mentioned that I'm a patterner? Reading CT scans is a patterning skill, so I've gotten REALLY good at it. I outread my attendings. I call radiologists and say, "Um, did you guys see this little ol' thing and doesn't it look really bad?" My shining moment was when I called an outside group and got them to rewrite their interpretation.
On the other foot, medicine is full of logical habit-formers. Patterners don't thrive in medicine. They don't learn fast enough for the logical thinkers preference, so they get chased away. I had a lot of years where I wasn't one of the anchors in my department. Now, I'm the one who teaches everybody rather than making them do the 'see one, do one, teach one," philosophy that used to be so common around me.
(Snicker) One of my co-workers asked what book I learned from, so he could study it. I told him to look at a thousand scans and that I used the same part of my brain to read them as I used to sort socks. He was so disgusted... :-)
It looks like a cross-stitch pattern. I remember looking at a CT of the face once (sagittal and coronal views) and seeing the shroud of Turin. When I pointed it out to the radiologist, he admitted I was right, but had long stopped seeing anything but facial bones.
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When one is surrounded by crossbow archers, look them calmly in the eye and casually comment in a high-pitched tone of excitement and interest: (Surrounded by archers, they can shoot each other as they try to shoot you. All you need to do is get out of the circle and get one or two of them for cover and you'll make it.)
Remember that it takes a fair amt of time to nock a crossbow, so there is time to get your licks in.
The batteries leak in the housing. Sorry. Incorrect terminology.
dont use eveready batteries. They blow up when stored in devices for a long time at room temperature. We can't have them scorching your hard-won design.
FYI, I use the term 'bolts'. Pretty common around here
Another idea. Have the killer step on the Vic's forehead to shoot him. It would turn the head correctly and besides, it's evil.
Note that the arrow in the neck would push on the bleeder and keep the person from dying. The shaft has to be out to let the bleeding to occur
Heard you yelling...I would expect the crossbow to go through the meat and bury itself in the ground. If the arrow was 12 inches long, figure at least 4 inches would be in the dirt, drastically shortening the shaft that would be sticking through of the person. However it is possible, so I'll run with it.
If the arrow was stuck in wood or a cleft of stone, that would be an entirely different thing.
To answer your question, any blood from the lungs can froth out the mouth. To get a lot of bleeding, shoot across the carotid and into the windpipe. Have the arrow go through and bury itself(or have the person pull out the arrow) this leaves a hole for the carotid to bleed into the trachea and froth up/drown the person in their own blood. The only true requirement is to have a hole that connects from windpipe to big bleeding vessel.
I suggest having the bad guy knock down the victim and step on his chest to shoot. Have the Vic's head turned to the side so the shaft goes across the neck.
Books for Pengrit. Aye, aye!
Nah. Review struck down by my inability to pay attention to the V.2. vs V.1. listed after the chapter name. Silly me.
Too many things to remember in this life. My brain is a coffee cup. Pour one thing in and something has to slosh out the side.
I hang the diploma in the bathroom because I have a captive audience and no one can miss it. I had a friend who had a beautiful frame above a desk in her office (that no one ever saw. It was kind of sad, actually. No one can ever say that my diplomas are sad-looking. :-)
Michelle,
Enjoy your cookies and wrapping palooza! It's your day to 'pay if forward' and make the world a better place. You go, girl!
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Whoops! Well, that was a waste of time. You are correct. I read the pre-rewrite version. Sorry.
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Your review is up on Mellaen's rewrite. I don't see the point in limiting the wordage of her character development since she is such a key character in the book.
perfessional hmmm
Returns to keyboard and starts typing)
You could test the light for the season and pretend it's an Xmas light...that would give you a good idea of flash-duration.
Alas, I have no ice jokes :-(
Thanks to everyone for continuing the thread despite my attempt to derail it :-)
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Sol, I wanted to let you know about a loophole that I noticed.
I am not a member of the literary fiction group. Temple Wang didn't post to TNBC premium. If I search under her name, the site tells me to join the Lit Fic group or get approved as a contact.
All I have to do is click on her name on this forum here, and the site lets me have access to her work (without being a contact). I can leave reviews ad lib. Did you approve this?
They have a creamy center and they melt in your mouth.
Did I say that out loud?
Where? What changes?
(In a southern drawl) Men are like a box of chocolates...
