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Hour Two - I think we need to start with a plan.

An important thing for me is a structure. If I know what is expected I'm much better at delivering a product compared to having free rein. If this is going to be an on going thing which I hope it is, I thought it best to work out exactly what I required from myself.

The best way I could think of was breaking it down by the days of the week. Here is what I was thinking as a minimum each week.

Monday will be reviews- I thought this is a good day to review something usually over the weekend I will have watched a movie, played a game or been somewhere so each Monday I will be able to review something current. The important thing about Monday is that it will relevant so old movies and things will be bonus posts.

Tuesday is “this or that”- I thought I would take apart a subject and try and discuss it from both sides. This is a great way for me to make decisions about things. I have all ready been thinking of a few topics. They are things like PC Vs Mac for my new fantasy desktop. I will also talk about gadgets and gizmos that I would like to be in my life.

Wednesdays will be creative- Each Wednesday I'm going to attempt to do some creative writing. This will most commonly be in the form of short stories. I may also do some film idea breakdowns. discuss writing techniques and screenplay formatting.

The Steadfast Blade

On Chasing Serendipity

Jared sat in an armchair, set at angle to the flickering fireplace. As Jamie rose from the sofa that created the rest of the angle, he glanced up, hazel eyes framed by a bare hint of gray in his dark hair. She smiled softly at his inquisitive glance, and shook her head. His lips twitched back, and she moved through the hallway, into the kitchen.

When Jamie returned, Jared had gone back to staring at the crackling fire. She set down a glass of wine onto the table to the right of the armchair, and he looked up at the sound of glass meeting wood.

"You only ever stare at the fire and be silent like that when something's on your mind." Jamie laid a hand on his shoulder for a moment, then raised it to caress his cheek. Jared leaned into the touch, closing his eyes, and they remained there for a silent moment. Then she continued, "What is it, babe?"

The endearment always brought a smile to Jared's face, and it did not fail this time. One side of Jared's mouth lifted. "I don't really know, Jamie."

She glanced at the piece of thick paper he grasped in the gap between two fingers. Jared had not once released it the whole evening, Jamie noticed. He caught her glance, and he gave another crooked expression, one shoulder rising and falling. "You know I never keep anything more serious than planned gifts or vacations a secret from you. This came today."

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