CM Simpson: Writer & Gamer

As most of you know, I work across several projects at once, and as many of you know, I've had trouble writing since making a difficult change in early 2024, and having to re-find my feet, amidst a flurry of Life events that made gaining traction difficult. Am I back? I don't know, but here are today's first words, regardless. Project 1: Strays of Lunar 1, Book 5 - The Uncooperative “I’m sorry, boss,” Lewis was as hang-dog as Oliver could have wished. Oliver clapped him on the shoulder, and the man flinched, ducking his head but keeping his eyes on Oliver’s face. It was as submissive a gesture as his human form would allow. Oliver gestured to the damage around them. “You will be. I’m taking the damage out of your cut.” Lewis rolled his eyes, and Oliver bared his teeth, partly in amusement, and partly as a warning. Lewis hung his head, then rolled his shoulders. “So, what’s next?” he asked, and Oliver glanced at the one camera he could see.   Project 2: Ranso...

Today, I started something new when it came to my writing...and I'm not sure it worked, but here are the results.   From Andromeda's Pledge (Book 1: Andromeda: Lost Ship & Colony): Total Words Written: 26,371 Words Written Today: 1,299 There was a swoosh, followed by a gurgle, and the sound of the seals being sucked tight. Behind them, another set of doors echoed the sound. Solomon stopped running, and Ivan drew to a halt beside him. The islander glanced at the doors ahead, then behind, then surveyed those lining the corridor. Above each and every one a red light flashed, then solidified, their red glow lending the sealed section an eeriness that Ivan could have done without. The siren died, and silence followed its absence. Solomon turned to Ivan. “Do they keep spare suits in this section?”    From Dark God's Rise (Book 1: Chronicles of a Dark God): Total Words Written: 12,249 Words Written Today: 1,468 Raomar managed a small smile, but there was no joy in...