I Never Do A Full Outline, And

It Would Be Easier To Write A Novel Without Reader Input, But I Feel The Fiction Is Richer For It.

At This Slower Pace The Journey Took A Couple Of Days, And I Fought Off A Few Minor Threats Along The Way --griffins, Carnivorous Plants, Giant Serpents, Hostile Centaurs, That Sort Of Thing, Purely Routine --and I Was Beginning To Get Bored When At Last The Dusky Towers Of Castle Roogna Hove Into View.

Dor Woke Again As Dawn Came. The Sun Had Somehow Gotten Around To The East, Where The Land Was, And Dried Off So That It Could Shine Again.

She Looked Around. "oh, I've Just Got To Hug Somebody! You!" And She Hugged Puck, The Little Ghost Horse. "and You." She Hugged Pook, And Peek, And Even The Nose Of The Moat Monster. "but Not You," She Decided, Encountering The Zombie.

Douglas Adams' Hitchhiker Series Also Shows The Potential Of Lighter Fantastic Fiction. I Read The First, And Listened To A Tape Of A Later One, And It's Fun.