Socrates: I have a chill !!
Charlotte: Totally self imposed. NO sympathy today I need you to work.
Socrates: NO chance go away.
Charlotte: Take a pil and get functioining.
Socrates: How old am I today?
Charlotte: One Hundred and fifty.
Socrates: Oh great you are getting closer to sending me out of my mind again. So not up for that.
Charlotte: Well it is that or being eight and your granfather trying to execute you.
Socrates: OK, OK, already. I'll be one hundred and fifty.
Charlotte: Soc, come on pal. Know life isn't going as planned but get yourself a ginger tea and be ready in about ten minutes we can work out what you look like in early Victorian clothes.
Socrates: Oh great I am sick and you want me in that suit. I'll take the clown outfit you made me wear as Prince Socrates Lorenzo any day. Why can't we do your general fiction book @
Charlotte: Only plotting that right now - but it should be fun for you - you are the comedy turn.
Socrates: At least you won't be hurting me physically.
Charlotte: Not intending a bad day today apart from the clothes.
Socrates: OK, OK. Off to get ginger tea, and some headache pills. Maybe get one of the men to give me a footrub. All four of us in the one bed was a disaster,
Charlotte: I can imagine see you later,
Monday, 3 January 2011
Sunday, 2 January 2011
Day Late
Socrates: You are a day late. You promised, and you have no good excuse.
Charlotte: You are right I am avoiding you - you managed to wangle your way into my general fiction plot lol
Socrates: Cool how did I do that?
Charlotte: The author was arguing with her character. Who do you think was the natural choice?
Socrates: Yeah I'll be good at that. At least I won't get beaten up or attacked or have to kill anyone. And no snot if I am not real.
Charlotte: You think you are in the book.
Socrates: As opposed to knowing I am in real life?
Charlotte: You are a bundle of laughs what happened to you?
Socrates: Too much Port Red and fun at New Year I guess. Waiting for the hangover/
Charlotte: It is the 2nd?
Socrates: Well I invited Nate, Fyren and Charles it was a long one
Charlotte: I so do not want the details from that.
Socrates: Better not, can't remember much anyway.
Charlotte: Maybe you should get to bed?
Socrates: When we have finished with the party.
Charlotte: Thought you were complaining you missed me?
Socrates: Well now you know what happens when you don't show up - I might get to talk to you more often.
Charlotte: You are right I am avoiding you - you managed to wangle your way into my general fiction plot lol
Socrates: Cool how did I do that?
Charlotte: The author was arguing with her character. Who do you think was the natural choice?
Socrates: Yeah I'll be good at that. At least I won't get beaten up or attacked or have to kill anyone. And no snot if I am not real.
Charlotte: You think you are in the book.
Socrates: As opposed to knowing I am in real life?
Charlotte: You are a bundle of laughs what happened to you?
Socrates: Too much Port Red and fun at New Year I guess. Waiting for the hangover/
Charlotte: It is the 2nd?
Socrates: Well I invited Nate, Fyren and Charles it was a long one
Charlotte: I so do not want the details from that.
Socrates: Better not, can't remember much anyway.
Charlotte: Maybe you should get to bed?
Socrates: When we have finished with the party.
Charlotte: Thought you were complaining you missed me?
Socrates: Well now you know what happens when you don't show up - I might get to talk to you more often.
Thursday, 23 December 2010
Almost there,
Socrates: Feeling a bit rough that scene with my mother always leaves me crying. Crumbs what part of I need a break from weeping wailing and gnashing of teeth did you not get?
Charlotte: Soc I am so sorry. This was the hardest thing I have ever had to do to you for some reason. Can't wait to murder the bitch.
Socrates: Of all the things my sister ever did that was one of her better moments.
Charlotte: I am surprised she has taken a much smaller role than I expected in the book.
Socrates: Only ever really saw her at meal times.
Charlotte: Yeah you did have the worlds screwiest family growing up.
Socrates: It was worth it to meet Angus.
Charlotte: Really?
Socrates: I wouldn't change Angus or Nate for anything - they were worth the other rubbish.
Charlotte: Anyway need to go have milk and biscuits coming.
Socrates: Yummy sounds like a plan. Think I will go and whinge a bit with Nate and then see you tomorrow.
Charlotte: Take Care Soc, Happy Christmas.
Charlotte: Soc I am so sorry. This was the hardest thing I have ever had to do to you for some reason. Can't wait to murder the bitch.
Socrates: Of all the things my sister ever did that was one of her better moments.
Charlotte: I am surprised she has taken a much smaller role than I expected in the book.
Socrates: Only ever really saw her at meal times.
Charlotte: Yeah you did have the worlds screwiest family growing up.
Socrates: It was worth it to meet Angus.
Charlotte: Really?
Socrates: I wouldn't change Angus or Nate for anything - they were worth the other rubbish.
Charlotte: Anyway need to go have milk and biscuits coming.
Socrates: Yummy sounds like a plan. Think I will go and whinge a bit with Nate and then see you tomorrow.
Charlotte: Take Care Soc, Happy Christmas.
Monday, 20 December 2010
This is getting better
Socrates: Today was fun - I want you to continue the Socrates and Nate as kids story. I like it.
Charlotte: It is weird to write though not being first person present tense.
Socrates: We could try it out ? Wanna give it a go?
Charlotte: Neither us is seven, and could you really do thirteen?
Socrates: All those hormones it could be fun.. Would be nice to revisit the scene where we found Cobley and Creampuff. Hehe over the next few years we had some squawking and tail feather waggling moments.
Charlotte: Not sure I can to the interaction with your Mother first person.
Socrates: can't we forget about her - she would just ruin everything.
Charlotte: Sorry Soc, you know she is a major influence in who you are. Then there is Evie. Want to do the first time you held Angus and she was there.
Socrates: Yeah I would like to do that bit as well.
Charlotte: What shall we write tomorrow ?
Socrates: Would like to rest Socrate' Children over Christmas that weeping wailing and nashing of teeth is too much for a bit. How about you do short stories and make sure Someone Else's Life is perfect - that is brilliant news by the way.
Charlotte: Fingers crossed Soc. I have a strong feeling you and me will get there.
Socrates: Yay you called me Soc. Means you like me.
Charlotte: I always like you.
Socrates: You talk to me like a big sister rather than a friend.
Charlotte: If you are going to get petty I am off to bed it is late.
Socrates: Probably should anyway you have that leak in your ceiling to fix. You look tired and your husband is grumpy. Lets get the Chrismas Tree up and maybe look forward to a new year - hopefully we can get in print.
Charlotte: Take Care Soc.
Charlotte: It is weird to write though not being first person present tense.
Socrates: We could try it out ? Wanna give it a go?
Charlotte: Neither us is seven, and could you really do thirteen?
Socrates: All those hormones it could be fun.. Would be nice to revisit the scene where we found Cobley and Creampuff. Hehe over the next few years we had some squawking and tail feather waggling moments.
Charlotte: Not sure I can to the interaction with your Mother first person.
Socrates: can't we forget about her - she would just ruin everything.
Charlotte: Sorry Soc, you know she is a major influence in who you are. Then there is Evie. Want to do the first time you held Angus and she was there.
Socrates: Yeah I would like to do that bit as well.
Charlotte: What shall we write tomorrow ?
Socrates: Would like to rest Socrate' Children over Christmas that weeping wailing and nashing of teeth is too much for a bit. How about you do short stories and make sure Someone Else's Life is perfect - that is brilliant news by the way.
Charlotte: Fingers crossed Soc. I have a strong feeling you and me will get there.
Socrates: Yay you called me Soc. Means you like me.
Charlotte: I always like you.
Socrates: You talk to me like a big sister rather than a friend.
Charlotte: If you are going to get petty I am off to bed it is late.
Socrates: Probably should anyway you have that leak in your ceiling to fix. You look tired and your husband is grumpy. Lets get the Chrismas Tree up and maybe look forward to a new year - hopefully we can get in print.
Charlotte: Take Care Soc.
AWW Cute
Putting his cap on his head the seven year old prince is ready for his first day at school. The navy blue tunic worn over the white shirt and navy and green tie are just like those of the hundreds of others that attend the Royal Academy. The only thing marking him out as heir to the throne is a small gold falcon brooch his father had pinned to his uniform earlier. Neither of his parents would be going with him. His grandfather, King Lukas had said the event was too insignificant to spare the Crown Prince and Princess. His Dad apologised, but his mother as usual seemed relieved to be nowhere near him.
'You ready, Your Highness?' The middle aged man kneels in deference to the prince.
'Yes Sir Gilbert, are you taking me? Don't want to go alone.'
'His Highness, Crown Prince Lorenzo asked me to care for you.'
'Thank you Sir Gilbert. Please rise. Can you walk with me please?'
'I can walk behind you. You know the trouble we would both be in if I walked by your side.' The young prince turns and slowly walks out of the oversized luxurious bedroom. It once held twelve princes in comfort now he occupies it alone. The valet dressed in his light blue tunic, worn over a white under-shirt with black trousers, follows the standard three steps behind. Entering the large courtyard the young prince cringes as everyone turns in his direction and kneels. He has never seen so many other children. His life has been lived within the confines of the Royal Palace which adjoins the school.
'Please everyone rise.' His tiny voice shouts. Everyone rises and goes about their business. With rounded shoulders and head down he heads towards his classroom. He had been shown it during the holidays. If his grandfather had seen him the young prince would have been punished for not walking like a prince. Today he didn't feel that way he felt small, and very on display. Towering boys staring at him in curiosity. He tugs at the peak of his cap.
'Your Highness, how nice to meet you. I am Master Rikuto. I will be your teacher for the next eleven years. Let me show you your desk.' Everyone kneeling again causes the prince to clench his teeth.
'Please everyone rise.' He says quickly. Tears hang round the corner of his eyes. Why does everyone keep staring at him? He doesn't look any different. He had thought with his new uniform he would be like everyone else.
He takes a seat at the massive desk next to the scary looking boy with the deep brown eyes. Dressed just like the prince but with a grin on his face, he didn't look scared. 'Your Highness I must return to the Palace.'
'Thank you for accompanying me Sir Gilbert.' The prince says.
As he leaves Master Rikuto calls the class to order. The prince turns to look with curiosity at the boy with the pointy face to his right. He is jiggling in his seat like he has red ants in his pants. The smile grows wider, causing the prince to move back slightly.
The boy whispers, 'Hi I'm Nate. Can I call you Socrates?'
'When no-one else is watching. Otherwise my grandfather says I have to be called Your Highness.'
'Seems like a bit of a waste of a cool name if you can't use it.'
'You like it.'
'Yeah it is interesting.'
'I don't like it. My grandfather chose it.'
'You mean the king?'
'Yes.'
'Here do you want one?' Nate takes some mints out of his pocket. He whispers. 'Just don't crunch, or he will hear you. Kind of stick it under your tongue and hope he doesn't ask you a question.' The Prince and Nate giggle. 'Tell you what when it is just us I can call you Soc. It'll be a name I gave you.'
'Soc, I kind of like that.' The Prince slowly smiles.
'Nathaniel Smith, Your Royal Highness. Please stop talking and face the front.' Rikuto shouts. Glaring at the prince - shocked at being spoken to like that by an inferior he bows his head, averting his gaze from the Master. 'I had been hoping Your Highness would be a calming influence on Scholar Smith.'
Nate winks at The Prince. Looking around to make sure no-one is looking The Prince winks back.
'You ready, Your Highness?' The middle aged man kneels in deference to the prince.
'Yes Sir Gilbert, are you taking me? Don't want to go alone.'
'His Highness, Crown Prince Lorenzo asked me to care for you.'
'Thank you Sir Gilbert. Please rise. Can you walk with me please?'
'I can walk behind you. You know the trouble we would both be in if I walked by your side.' The young prince turns and slowly walks out of the oversized luxurious bedroom. It once held twelve princes in comfort now he occupies it alone. The valet dressed in his light blue tunic, worn over a white under-shirt with black trousers, follows the standard three steps behind. Entering the large courtyard the young prince cringes as everyone turns in his direction and kneels. He has never seen so many other children. His life has been lived within the confines of the Royal Palace which adjoins the school.
'Please everyone rise.' His tiny voice shouts. Everyone rises and goes about their business. With rounded shoulders and head down he heads towards his classroom. He had been shown it during the holidays. If his grandfather had seen him the young prince would have been punished for not walking like a prince. Today he didn't feel that way he felt small, and very on display. Towering boys staring at him in curiosity. He tugs at the peak of his cap.
'Your Highness, how nice to meet you. I am Master Rikuto. I will be your teacher for the next eleven years. Let me show you your desk.' Everyone kneeling again causes the prince to clench his teeth.
'Please everyone rise.' He says quickly. Tears hang round the corner of his eyes. Why does everyone keep staring at him? He doesn't look any different. He had thought with his new uniform he would be like everyone else.
He takes a seat at the massive desk next to the scary looking boy with the deep brown eyes. Dressed just like the prince but with a grin on his face, he didn't look scared. 'Your Highness I must return to the Palace.'
'Thank you for accompanying me Sir Gilbert.' The prince says.
As he leaves Master Rikuto calls the class to order. The prince turns to look with curiosity at the boy with the pointy face to his right. He is jiggling in his seat like he has red ants in his pants. The smile grows wider, causing the prince to move back slightly.
The boy whispers, 'Hi I'm Nate. Can I call you Socrates?'
'When no-one else is watching. Otherwise my grandfather says I have to be called Your Highness.'
'Seems like a bit of a waste of a cool name if you can't use it.'
'You like it.'
'Yeah it is interesting.'
'I don't like it. My grandfather chose it.'
'You mean the king?'
'Yes.'
'Here do you want one?' Nate takes some mints out of his pocket. He whispers. 'Just don't crunch, or he will hear you. Kind of stick it under your tongue and hope he doesn't ask you a question.' The Prince and Nate giggle. 'Tell you what when it is just us I can call you Soc. It'll be a name I gave you.'
'Soc, I kind of like that.' The Prince slowly smiles.
'Nathaniel Smith, Your Royal Highness. Please stop talking and face the front.' Rikuto shouts. Glaring at the prince - shocked at being spoken to like that by an inferior he bows his head, averting his gaze from the Master. 'I had been hoping Your Highness would be a calming influence on Scholar Smith.'
Nate winks at The Prince. Looking around to make sure no-one is looking The Prince winks back.
Saturday, 18 December 2010
Socrates: This is an improvement Charlotte. We also did some fantastic work today. That time with Fyren was superb - never been that drunk before.
Charlotte: Glad you enjoyed it, you two have been fun to write today. Also ridiculously cooperative - what have you done with the real Socrates Lorenzo?
Socrates: I kind of like this story - and you were right about the sense of humour, when we rewrite the other books can we keep it ?
Charlotte: Yup, I think you have it worked out perfectly. Oh I forgot can you sign Fy's poster for him.
Socrates: Can think of other bits I would rather sign.
Charlotte: Dirty old bugger.
Socrate: Less of the old. I am only one hundred and fifty years old. When you place me with four thousand year old Lucy and five hundred year old Ivory, I am but a mere babe in arms.
Charlotte: You find a grey hair or something? Never known you be touchy about your age.
Socrates: Sorry that scene had me feeling older. Anyway you it is 2am we have worked hard today and I want you in bed.
Charlotte: Night Soc - try and see you tomorrow.
Socrates: You better I want to write the next scene.
Charlotte: Glad you enjoyed it, you two have been fun to write today. Also ridiculously cooperative - what have you done with the real Socrates Lorenzo?
Socrates: I kind of like this story - and you were right about the sense of humour, when we rewrite the other books can we keep it ?
Charlotte: Yup, I think you have it worked out perfectly. Oh I forgot can you sign Fy's poster for him.
Socrates: Can think of other bits I would rather sign.
Charlotte: Dirty old bugger.
Socrate: Less of the old. I am only one hundred and fifty years old. When you place me with four thousand year old Lucy and five hundred year old Ivory, I am but a mere babe in arms.
Charlotte: You find a grey hair or something? Never known you be touchy about your age.
Socrates: Sorry that scene had me feeling older. Anyway you it is 2am we have worked hard today and I want you in bed.
Charlotte: Night Soc - try and see you tomorrow.
Socrates: You better I want to write the next scene.
Wednesday, 15 December 2010
Its Cold
Socrates: Fancy leaving me so alone after all we have been through lately
Charlotte: Sorry Soc. Had flu and trying to rewrite our story. We did a really good job.
Socrates: Hmm
Charlotte: What is up?
Socrates: Don't like being ignored
Charlotte: Is this why you are not cooperating with the rewrite?
Socrates: Partly yes. Why can't you speak to me everyday?
Charlotte: In the New Year
Socrates: You promised before when we moved house.
Charlotte: Wasn't expecting everything to be so messy with the move or Richard and me to both be sick. Sorry Soc. Scouts honour this time?
Socrates: Ever been a Scout?
Charlotte: Nope was a Brownie for a little while
Socrates: Thought so you have no Scouting stuffimijigs to honour
Charlotte: What kind of word is that ?
Socrates: The kind that I make up when I have had too much time to myself.
Charlotte: Message received Soc. Why don't you go and get yourself some ginger tea, and I will try and get this scene written.
Charlotte: Sorry Soc. Had flu and trying to rewrite our story. We did a really good job.
Socrates: Hmm
Charlotte: What is up?
Socrates: Don't like being ignored
Charlotte: Is this why you are not cooperating with the rewrite?
Socrates: Partly yes. Why can't you speak to me everyday?
Charlotte: In the New Year
Socrates: You promised before when we moved house.
Charlotte: Wasn't expecting everything to be so messy with the move or Richard and me to both be sick. Sorry Soc. Scouts honour this time?
Socrates: Ever been a Scout?
Charlotte: Nope was a Brownie for a little while
Socrates: Thought so you have no Scouting stuffimijigs to honour
Charlotte: What kind of word is that ?
Socrates: The kind that I make up when I have had too much time to myself.
Charlotte: Message received Soc. Why don't you go and get yourself some ginger tea, and I will try and get this scene written.
Friday, 26 November 2010
Yick!!
Charlotte: Why aren't you fighting me over this plotline?
Socrates: Not sure it is a bit twisted. I feel resigned, sad like it has to happen. Maybe a part of me things anything is worth it to get Nate back. Or maybe like one of my lines in the book which says I need to be prepared to do anything or the universe it all lost.
Charlotte: Wow is this what a hundred and thirty years of wisdom does for you?
Socrates: Maybe - can we talk about something else. You have set some terrible tasks for me - I don't want to spend next few days thinking about them until they are over.
Charlotte: Any ideas for the final scene?
Socrates: Thinking cooking in the kitchen with Nate sounds good. However may involve more clothes than I had in mind.
Charlotte: So I guess iceskating is out then?
Socrates: definitely.
Charlotte: Anyway things to do see you tomorrow.
Socrates: Sure let us get back to work and get this over with.
Socrates: Not sure it is a bit twisted. I feel resigned, sad like it has to happen. Maybe a part of me things anything is worth it to get Nate back. Or maybe like one of my lines in the book which says I need to be prepared to do anything or the universe it all lost.
Charlotte: Wow is this what a hundred and thirty years of wisdom does for you?
Socrates: Maybe - can we talk about something else. You have set some terrible tasks for me - I don't want to spend next few days thinking about them until they are over.
Charlotte: Any ideas for the final scene?
Socrates: Thinking cooking in the kitchen with Nate sounds good. However may involve more clothes than I had in mind.
Charlotte: So I guess iceskating is out then?
Socrates: definitely.
Charlotte: Anyway things to do see you tomorrow.
Socrates: Sure let us get back to work and get this over with.
Thursday, 25 November 2010
I missed you too lol
Charlotte: Soc I am so sorry - have seriously missed our discussions. Apart from lonely how has life been?
Socrates: I am OK - getting fed up of listening to John Barrowman - I know he has some weird freaky inspiration for our stories. Any chance of a change of music tomorrow?
Charlotte: Bon Jovi?
Socrates: Sounds great to me - big improvement. I can pretend Nate is flipping cartwheels to it.
Charlotte: Good job you can now successfully time travel huh?
Socrates: Yeah I am getting used to it. Anyway you need to be in bed or I'll be neglected again and I swear I will cry, snot and vomit and everything.
Charlotte: Very funny - ok night Soc.
Socrates: Night Charlotte
Socrates: I am OK - getting fed up of listening to John Barrowman - I know he has some weird freaky inspiration for our stories. Any chance of a change of music tomorrow?
Charlotte: Bon Jovi?
Socrates: Sounds great to me - big improvement. I can pretend Nate is flipping cartwheels to it.
Charlotte: Good job you can now successfully time travel huh?
Socrates: Yeah I am getting used to it. Anyway you need to be in bed or I'll be neglected again and I swear I will cry, snot and vomit and everything.
Charlotte: Very funny - ok night Soc.
Socrates: Night Charlotte
SHE NEGLECTED ME!!
Socrates: Where you been?
Charlotte: Sorry Soc, moving house, sick kids, sick me etc You know what it is like when a bug goes round the kids in your Sanctuary.
Socrates: True but I am feeling neglected. Hey we completed the NaNo
Charlotte: Not really pal don't get too comfortable we have done good so far.
Socrates:: Do I like the sound of this?
Charlotte: You are getting a happy ending?
Socrates: Bout time have you worked it out yet?
Charlotte: Not yet, but want you to have some fun with a partner.
Socrates: Which partner?
Charlotte: That is for me to know and everyone else to find out.
Socrates: You want my cooperation but are keeping me in the dark. No fair.
Charlotte: Really mature of you.
Socrates: How old am I right now I get confused?'
Charlotte: Currently one hundred and thirty.
Socrates: OK Then guess I need to grow up again. Just feeling a bit lonely. I feel like I have gone from three lovers to none.
Charlotte: Just a few more pages to go pal. I promise you won't be lonely for much longer.
Socrates: Promise
Charlotte: Promise - I don't like doing mean things to you. Anyway we both need a good night sleep it is a busy weekend, so I want to get to 60K plus tomorrow if we can and clean the house.
Charlotte: Sorry Soc, moving house, sick kids, sick me etc You know what it is like when a bug goes round the kids in your Sanctuary.
Socrates: True but I am feeling neglected. Hey we completed the NaNo
Charlotte: Not really pal don't get too comfortable we have done good so far.
Socrates:: Do I like the sound of this?
Charlotte: You are getting a happy ending?
Socrates: Bout time have you worked it out yet?
Charlotte: Not yet, but want you to have some fun with a partner.
Socrates: Which partner?
Charlotte: That is for me to know and everyone else to find out.
Socrates: You want my cooperation but are keeping me in the dark. No fair.
Charlotte: Really mature of you.
Socrates: How old am I right now I get confused?'
Charlotte: Currently one hundred and thirty.
Socrates: OK Then guess I need to grow up again. Just feeling a bit lonely. I feel like I have gone from three lovers to none.
Charlotte: Just a few more pages to go pal. I promise you won't be lonely for much longer.
Socrates: Promise
Charlotte: Promise - I don't like doing mean things to you. Anyway we both need a good night sleep it is a busy weekend, so I want to get to 60K plus tomorrow if we can and clean the house.
Wednesday, 17 November 2010
You forgot me
Charlotte: Soc I am so sorry. We did move on with your story.
Socrates: Not sure I like this story - you promised me warm fuzzies. Now you have plans to have someone try and kill me.
Charlotte: You know I would never kill you off Socrates. If I do I promise it will be like Angus - you will be ready to go.
Socrates: Hmm OK.
Charlotte: How is the sewing working out?
Socrates: Well due to you making me live an austere life - it replaces the TV keeps me busy in the evening.
Charlotte: Do you need a TV?
Socrates: After a hundred years think I would be behind with most of my shows. Seem to be managing without it. Nate never minded. Fy objects.
Charlotte: OK back to work 11K and we have completed NaNo. Speak to you tomorrow.
Socrates: Not sure I like this story - you promised me warm fuzzies. Now you have plans to have someone try and kill me.
Charlotte: You know I would never kill you off Socrates. If I do I promise it will be like Angus - you will be ready to go.
Socrates: Hmm OK.
Charlotte: How is the sewing working out?
Socrates: Well due to you making me live an austere life - it replaces the TV keeps me busy in the evening.
Charlotte: Do you need a TV?
Socrates: After a hundred years think I would be behind with most of my shows. Seem to be managing without it. Nate never minded. Fy objects.
Charlotte: OK back to work 11K and we have completed NaNo. Speak to you tomorrow.
Monday, 15 November 2010
We are back
Socrates: Where the hell have you been?
Charlotte: We were moving house, offline and we have been working hard on your NaNo story. Do you like it?
Socrates: Not bad so far. Fyren is proving kind of hot - any chance of some undisturbed time sometime?
Charlotte: I keep trying to fit it in so far not worked well has it
Socrates: Who else has an author that interrupts some of the steamiest sex their character has ever had with exploding apples?
Charlotte: Good to have you back Soc, and sorry about that - I am currently trying to get you back to your room, where hopefully Fyren will be waiting for you. What do you think a fire person can give you by way of passion?
Socrates: I so ain't discussing my sex life with you. None of your business.
Charlotte: OK Soc, back to work for you and me.
Charlotte: We were moving house, offline and we have been working hard on your NaNo story. Do you like it?
Socrates: Not bad so far. Fyren is proving kind of hot - any chance of some undisturbed time sometime?
Charlotte: I keep trying to fit it in so far not worked well has it
Socrates: Who else has an author that interrupts some of the steamiest sex their character has ever had with exploding apples?
Charlotte: Good to have you back Soc, and sorry about that - I am currently trying to get you back to your room, where hopefully Fyren will be waiting for you. What do you think a fire person can give you by way of passion?
Socrates: I so ain't discussing my sex life with you. None of your business.
Charlotte: OK Soc, back to work for you and me.
Friday, 8 October 2010
Tuesday, 5 October 2010
Nathaniel Smith
Hi
I am the partner of Socrates. I am around 6ft3 with dark hair and eyes. I often wear an eyepatch it started with an injury as a teen, but it has proved useful in my professional life as a spy. Charlotte is going to give me my own blog once she has moved house, I am going to be a new major character in her books. It's great I am not getting kidnapped or killed.
Nice to meet ya all
Nate xxx
I am the partner of Socrates. I am around 6ft3 with dark hair and eyes. I often wear an eyepatch it started with an injury as a teen, but it has proved useful in my professional life as a spy. Charlotte is going to give me my own blog once she has moved house, I am going to be a new major character in her books. It's great I am not getting kidnapped or killed.
Nice to meet ya all
Nate xxx
Starting Over
Socrates: I am feeling a bit neglected you have been gone for two days
Charlotte: Sorry Soc, problems with plumbing at the new house. Great news I have changed our stories we don't have to kill Nate off, you get to keep him
Socrates: Well that has been almost worth being ignored for I guess. What made you change your mind?
Charlotte: Fireflies - was watching the performance and it came into my head. What About Us and Bad Romance are still stories to be told but they can wait we are now concerntrating on Dragonfly, it is about Bea being kidnapped and you and Nate going to find her. Oh and you and Angus get to be good friends - it is a much more positive story.
Socrates: Sounds like a plan Charlotte, Thank You. I feel so much better - do I get to keep my coat clean?
Charlotte: Can't promise but I can try.
Socrates: Well who would have thought it my life has improved. Anyway i got plans for the day see you later.
*Soc disappears whistling*
Charlotte: Sorry Soc, problems with plumbing at the new house. Great news I have changed our stories we don't have to kill Nate off, you get to keep him
Socrates: Well that has been almost worth being ignored for I guess. What made you change your mind?
Charlotte: Fireflies - was watching the performance and it came into my head. What About Us and Bad Romance are still stories to be told but they can wait we are now concerntrating on Dragonfly, it is about Bea being kidnapped and you and Nate going to find her. Oh and you and Angus get to be good friends - it is a much more positive story.
Socrates: Sounds like a plan Charlotte, Thank You. I feel so much better - do I get to keep my coat clean?
Charlotte: Can't promise but I can try.
Socrates: Well who would have thought it my life has improved. Anyway i got plans for the day see you later.
*Soc disappears whistling*
Saturday, 2 October 2010
Who is Nate
Charlotte: I need you to talk to me about Nate, right now I am having trouble working out who on earth he is and what your relationship is.
Socrates: Charlotte that is shocking - I have loved Nate all my life how can you not know.
Charlotte: I have just spent six months inside Angus's head interacting with Nate I know how to be his 'little brother' I am really struggling being Nate's lover. All I know is he wears an eyepatch will you put some thought into it for me and tomorrow we will work out all about you and Nate so I can tell your story.
Socrates: OK Charlotte that is a deal - I look forward to it.
Socrates: Charlotte that is shocking - I have loved Nate all my life how can you not know.
Charlotte: I have just spent six months inside Angus's head interacting with Nate I know how to be his 'little brother' I am really struggling being Nate's lover. All I know is he wears an eyepatch will you put some thought into it for me and tomorrow we will work out all about you and Nate so I can tell your story.
Socrates: OK Charlotte that is a deal - I look forward to it.
Friday, 1 October 2010
Fireflies
Charlotte: Fireflies
Socrates: What about them?
Charlotte: Title for the book where you and Nate are going to reunited.
Socrates: You want to turn us into fireflies?
Charlotte: No but they are going to be used to bring you back together.
Socrates: Hardly major Romance stuff though.
Charlotte: What about 'Never As it Seems?'
Socrates: Prefer fireflies, never as it seems is maintaining the bringing him back as a woman threat.
Charlotte: You and Me?
Socrates: Univentive - this isn't working I need something amazing to go out of your stories with.
Charlotte: Who said you were leaving the stories>
Socrates: I think at over 130 at the end of this I would like to retire. Angus will be dead, Anya seems like a cool character but I dunno I just assumed you would let me go.
Charlotte: That is a very sad thought not sure I can. Anyway I'll but some thought into it. What about - Good Night Tonight?
Socrates: Right lines but not sure I want to be killed off first involves me doing something you know I just don't think I can.
Charlotte: OK Soc, we'll work this out. Anyway I found an old opening - looks like you may escape snot on your overcoat afterall - it is better than I remember
Socrates: Please tell me you didn't tell me you didn't put me through all that disgusting scene for no good reason?
Charlotte: Sorry Soc might have done, we'll see maybe I can still get snot on your overcoat if you like.
Socrates: Pass. Anyway time to go for now I am busy you got me learning to sew remember it is playing havoc with immaculate hands. So much for being born a Prince.
Charlotte: You know your much better than a Prince.
Socrates: Depends which book.
Socrates: What about them?
Charlotte: Title for the book where you and Nate are going to reunited.
Socrates: You want to turn us into fireflies?
Charlotte: No but they are going to be used to bring you back together.
Socrates: Hardly major Romance stuff though.
Charlotte: What about 'Never As it Seems?'
Socrates: Prefer fireflies, never as it seems is maintaining the bringing him back as a woman threat.
Charlotte: You and Me?
Socrates: Univentive - this isn't working I need something amazing to go out of your stories with.
Charlotte: Who said you were leaving the stories>
Socrates: I think at over 130 at the end of this I would like to retire. Angus will be dead, Anya seems like a cool character but I dunno I just assumed you would let me go.
Charlotte: That is a very sad thought not sure I can. Anyway I'll but some thought into it. What about - Good Night Tonight?
Socrates: Right lines but not sure I want to be killed off first involves me doing something you know I just don't think I can.
Charlotte: OK Soc, we'll work this out. Anyway I found an old opening - looks like you may escape snot on your overcoat afterall - it is better than I remember
Socrates: Please tell me you didn't tell me you didn't put me through all that disgusting scene for no good reason?
Charlotte: Sorry Soc might have done, we'll see maybe I can still get snot on your overcoat if you like.
Socrates: Pass. Anyway time to go for now I am busy you got me learning to sew remember it is playing havoc with immaculate hands. So much for being born a Prince.
Charlotte: You know your much better than a Prince.
Socrates: Depends which book.
Thursday, 30 September 2010
YIPEE!!! - Moving house
Today Charlotte got the keys for her house and we are moving. I am so excited she has promised I can have more time with her and maybe get my book finished.
More sick this time it is hers.
Socrates: Sorry you are sick Charlotte - hope you are better tomorrow. We didn't get very far today and how dull can you make those scenes - all I did was admire some bare trees and eat stew. And that is so not me and Angus you have communicating there/
Charlotte: Sorry Soc to use one of your brothers phrases today my innards feel like someone has chewed them up and spat them back inside me.
Socrates: I know you look like you have been poisoned.
Charlotte: Yeah think it was red cabbage what did it. Although it isn't a Covesea Island type poisoning.
Socrates: I'm not a total idiot you know, I may not live in your world but I have a basic idea how it works. It isn't that much different to my own.
Charlotte: Never seen you as an idiot - intellectually you are my brightest character, well you and Nate together.
Socrates: I know we work so well together shame in order to get stories you need to keep seperating us. Promise me before you die you will do us a together forever story.
Charlotte: Do you I deal I'll write it after I have found an agent and got this trilogy out before I complete Stitching Time - is that a deal?
Socrates: Sounds good to me any idea for a title?
Charlotte: How about Every Little Thing He does is Magic?
Socrates: That is rubbish - if you want my cooperation for this story better come up with a better title for the end of my fairy tale.
Charlotte: OK what about Love Goes On? Our Song? The One Thing We Never Discuss?
Socrates: None of them make me feel confident about our reunification involving full reinstatement of Nate and use living together for ever as Socrates and Nate.
Charlotte: Ahh I was thinking about bringing him back as a girl?
Socrates: No offense but yuck no way - I want Nate.
Charlotte: OK will think about . I promise
Socrates Keep me updated and I will help you out of your writers block.
Charlotte: Sorry Soc to use one of your brothers phrases today my innards feel like someone has chewed them up and spat them back inside me.
Socrates: I know you look like you have been poisoned.
Charlotte: Yeah think it was red cabbage what did it. Although it isn't a Covesea Island type poisoning.
Socrates: I'm not a total idiot you know, I may not live in your world but I have a basic idea how it works. It isn't that much different to my own.
Charlotte: Never seen you as an idiot - intellectually you are my brightest character, well you and Nate together.
Socrates: I know we work so well together shame in order to get stories you need to keep seperating us. Promise me before you die you will do us a together forever story.
Charlotte: Do you I deal I'll write it after I have found an agent and got this trilogy out before I complete Stitching Time - is that a deal?
Socrates: Sounds good to me any idea for a title?
Charlotte: How about Every Little Thing He does is Magic?
Socrates: That is rubbish - if you want my cooperation for this story better come up with a better title for the end of my fairy tale.
Charlotte: OK what about Love Goes On? Our Song? The One Thing We Never Discuss?
Socrates: None of them make me feel confident about our reunification involving full reinstatement of Nate and use living together for ever as Socrates and Nate.
Charlotte: Ahh I was thinking about bringing him back as a girl?
Socrates: No offense but yuck no way - I want Nate.
Charlotte: OK will think about . I promise
Socrates Keep me updated and I will help you out of your writers block.
Wednesday, 29 September 2010
Snot Again
Socrates: Please can we stop rewriting this scene and did you have to dress me in my best coat to do it? Much preferred it when you only messed up my school uniform.
Charlotte: The scene where you are cleaning up gives me a chance to describe you
Socrates: Couldn't you cover me with stew or something?
Charlotte: Anyone would think you didn't want to support your brother through his trauma.
Socrates: That is emotional blackmail - why do you have to make him so blinking emotional? I am sure there is a better way of handling it without me getting covered in snot.
Charlotte: You want to redo the scene? I thought we were done.
Socrates: Yuck no. Just keep bodily fluids to the minimum will you. Have enough trouble dealing with my own. Angus is the only person I will push past it to deal with them. Remember when he was a little boy handing me back snotty handkerchiefs it was gross.
Charlotte: So we are good then?
Socrates: No but if you say its over guess will have to deal with it.
Charlotte: It is over for now - I can't promise no more emotional scenes with Angus.
Socrates: That's fine but next time he can hit me instead.
Charlotte: The scene where you are cleaning up gives me a chance to describe you
Socrates: Couldn't you cover me with stew or something?
Charlotte: Anyone would think you didn't want to support your brother through his trauma.
Socrates: That is emotional blackmail - why do you have to make him so blinking emotional? I am sure there is a better way of handling it without me getting covered in snot.
Charlotte: You want to redo the scene? I thought we were done.
Socrates: Yuck no. Just keep bodily fluids to the minimum will you. Have enough trouble dealing with my own. Angus is the only person I will push past it to deal with them. Remember when he was a little boy handing me back snotty handkerchiefs it was gross.
Charlotte: So we are good then?
Socrates: No but if you say its over guess will have to deal with it.
Charlotte: It is over for now - I can't promise no more emotional scenes with Angus.
Socrates: That's fine but next time he can hit me instead.
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