Age at Death: 21
Born in 1160 in the Kingdom of Jerusalem, I was a slave to a merchant and caught in the cross fire during the Crusade. I nearly died, but an mysterious stranger saved me by giving me the Dark Gift. I had traveled throughout Europe since than. Currently reside in London as a modiste.
Avicus' fledgling.
(NSFW. This is an independent rp account, I am not Nijah, nor Alexandra Daddario)
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
ooc; I am guessing they get thousands and thousands of entries it takes six months to go through them all.
//yep (nodnod). I don’t mind the waiting if the reply had been positive but…nah. not good enough for them.
ooc; Now, don’t go saying that honey buns. -Hip bumps- You won up on all of us by having your writing on a publishing platform, no matter if it is online or in print.
ooc; Tu eres buena. Tu eres especial. Tu eres mi amiga.
-Hugs-
//Awe,
ooc; I am guessing they get thousands and thousands of entries it takes six months to go through them all.
//yep (nodnod). I don’t mind the waiting if the reply had been positive but…nah. not good enough for them.
ooc; Now, don’t go saying that honey buns. -Hip bumps- You won up on all of us by having your writing on a publishing platform, no matter if it is online or in print.
ooc; Huh, I wonder, because I know there are a few online publishing houses that might take a look at them. It would be again having to wait a few months, but I hear Harlequin Press might be.
//I submitted it to Mill & Boon, it belong to Harlequin. Yep, waiting time is six months.
ooc; I am guessing they get thousands and thousands of entries it takes six months to go through them all.
//yep (nodnod). I don’t mind the waiting if the reply had been positive but…nah. not good enough for them.
//I put the new stories on hold for a moment for I need to proof read my old one so the physical copy can be available for people to order online. not funny when you have to go through your own story umpteenth time. and I made so many mistake!
ooc; Aye, never had an editor or is it more of an independent, do it yourself until you acquire one?
//as this story was rejected by the publisher and I have no patience to send to another one and wait for another six months, I resolved in publishing it myself online. The Kindle version was out in October. But the physical one is tricky. Paying someone to edit for me is out of the question, for I am practically broke. It cost NZD$ 350 to get one.
ooc; I am going to guess it would be a steep one if it was converted in US dollars.
//yep. it’s about USD$296. It includes proofread and a overview critic. Did it a few years ago on my first novel. It was unpublished but I was curious.
ooc; Huh, I wonder, because I know there are a few online publishing houses that might take a look at them. It would be again having to wait a few months, but I hear Harlequin Press might be.
//I submitted it to Mill & Boon, it belong to Harlequin. Yep, waiting time is six months.
//I put the new stories on hold for a moment for I need to proof read my old one so the physical copy can be available for people to order online. not funny when you have to go through your own story umpteenth time. and I made so many mistake!
ooc; Aye, never had an editor or is it more of an independent, do it yourself until you acquire one?
//as this story was rejected by the publisher and I have no patience to send to another one and wait for another six months, I resolved in publishing it myself online. The Kindle version was out in October. But the physical one is tricky. Paying someone to edit for me is out of the question, for I am practically broke. It cost NZD$ 350 to get one.
ooc; I am going to guess it would be a steep one if it was converted in US dollars.
//yep. it’s about USD$296. It includes proofread and a overview critic. Did it a few years ago on my first novel. It was unpublished but I was curious.
//I put the new stories on hold for a moment for I need to proof read my old one so the physical copy can be available for people to order online. not funny when you have to go through your own story umpteenth time. and I made so many mistake!
ooc; Aye, never had an editor or is it more of an independent, do it yourself until you acquire one?
//as this story was rejected by the publisher and I have no patience to send to another one and wait for another six months, I resolved in publishing it myself online. The Kindle version was out in October. But the physical one is tricky. Paying someone to edit for me is out of the question, for I am practically broke. It cost NZD$ 350 to get one.
ooc; Go Diego Go, a show I have seen with my second youngest and plan to when the young one starts to watch tv.
Aww, thanks honey. It took a bit to get my stride. Right now, it is the slowest month for patients, so I asked to get out earlier. I end up having to make short projects into longer ones since I end up finishing them. What about you? How is the writing going?
//I put the new stories on hold for a moment for I need to proof read my old one so the physical copy can be available for people to order online. not funny when you have to go through your own story umpteenth time. and I made so many mistake!
//Countess mun is efficient. All I did was went out, picking up the younglings (their last day at school today). Visit DunkN Donut, came back, and had a nap.
Nothing productive.
ooc; Psh, I wish I could take a nap, but alas needed to at least do the packing and then I had work earlier. I still have work tomorrow, but I did swing to have my hours to change so I get out 3 hours earlier since work is slow right now.
//that nap was unplanned. one minute we were all sitting in the lounge watching Diego and next think I knew I dozed off.
sounds like you settled into your new job very well, been wanting to say this for ages. C:
nijah replied to your post: OOC: It seems barely posts are showing up and even…
//that’s how they defined the end of the world (sage nod)ooc; Well, we still have the 21st for Armageddon to happen, but I did accomplish packing from my SF trip tomorrow.
//Countess mun is efficient. All I did was went out, picking up the younglings (their last day at school today). Visit DunkN Donut, came back, and had a nap.
Nothing productive.
Sherlock & Joan
Elementary 1x02 - While You Were Sleeping
(Source: myshipperheart)
Good Bye Nijah [Nijah/Countess]
The Countess would not burden herself with such thoughts for the rest of the evening. She would need to close the rest of the affairs of The Marquis and move forward with her life. “If he should go in the ways of disappearing in the manner of The Marquis, I shall move forward. A female does not linger upon a man who does not linger in her company as well.”
“It is only fair,” She nodded, finally slowly got up to her feet: “I must say I have trespass your welcome a little too long, Countess. It is time for me to go and perhaps visit the Count.”
“Until another time, Nijah. Take care of your form,” she stated, as the servant opened the door for Nijah to exit.
“Farewell, Countess.” She curtsied and followed the servant out of the room, then the house.
Good Bye Nijah [Nijah/Countess]
“If you know of his whereabouts, inform me as well,” she mused, for there was irritation within her eyes. If he continued on this path f removing himself from company and to explore with no thought of informing her, there would be serious consequences. “If he is in a ditch, I would be aware, but he has not passed from this world.”
“I shall if I see him around.” She promised. Remembering his jealous rage when he saw the Count’s picture in her room when she forgot to close the door. If he had cared for them that deeply, it would be rather harsh not letting both the Countess or the Count to know his whereabouts: “I am certain he’s still alive, too. For we would have sensed it from his thoughts.”
The Countess would not burden herself with such thoughts for the rest of the evening. She would need to close the rest of the affairs of The Marquis and move forward with her life. “If he should go in the ways of disappearing in the manner of The Marquis, I shall move forward. A female does not linger upon a man who does not linger in her company as well.”
“It is only fair,” She nodded, finally slowly got up to her feet: “I must say I have trespass your welcome a little too long, Countess. It is time for me to go and perhaps visit the Count.”
Good Bye Nijah [Nijah/Countess]
“Those things usually comes when one was unexpected. I believe the same can go to you and Jamie, non? Krull had sworn he would not sprun me, so I guess only time can tell.” She nodded to her ladyship: “Indeed? Then perhaps it is time for me to pay him a visit, bidding my farewell.”
The Countess found it more amusing for the mention of Jamie. He was more than a month and a week traveling. Her eyes flickered towards the missing photographs of him. She placed them within another chamber, finding it unnecessary to hold photographs of a man who would not send a message of his whereabouts. “Yes, yet, he was determined man who would not let up.”
“Jamie, you mean?” She frowned a little at the hint of sadness flickered past the Countess flawless face: “I have not seen him of late, may I asked how he had been? The last time I saw him, he just recovered from his hips injuries.”
“If you know of his whereabouts, inform me as well,” she mused, for there was irritation within her eyes. If he continued on this path f removing himself from company and to explore with no thought of informing her, there would be serious consequences. “If he is in a ditch, I would be aware, but he has not passed from this world.”
“I shall if I see him around.” She promised. Remembering his jealous rage when he saw the Count’s picture in her room when she forgot to close the door. If he had cared for them that deeply, it would be rather harsh not letting both the Countess or the Count to know his whereabouts: “I am certain he’s still alive, too. For we would have sensed it from his thoughts.”