One Last Chance

My personal goal for this month was 60,000 words, and at the time of this writing I am sitting at 54,124 words. (Fair warning, I wrote this post at 6pm 11/29, so there’s a little lead time from the time I scheduled this to post.) The widget should keep track of my present word count. If you’ll excuse me, I have nearly 6000 words to write and not much time to do it.

(Also, something weird: had a spam comment saying that my spelling was bad. I almost marked it not-spam so I could reply because them’s fightin’ words. I am very proud of my spelling ability. Also, spell-check. I calmed down and realized this whole thing was stupid and deleted it.)

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The Single Largest Secret to Success

This is a fantastic post! I needed the reminder that a) I don’t know everything and b) energy doesn’t have to be limitless. Also, “not a jackass whisperer.” Going to have to remember that one.

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All of us start out writing for different reasons. Perhaps we have dreams of seeing New York Times Best Seller or USA Today Best Seller in front of our names. Perhaps we long to be a household name like Stephen King or even a legend like J.K Rowling.

Some of you might want to see Winner of the Pulitzer Prize on the cover of your books or see your books made into television or major motion pictures. Some writers simply want to finish that one novel and publish it so they can say they wrote a novel.

Every dream is equally noble. There are no right or wrong goals only your goals (and goals evolve as we do). Yet, I would be remiss if I didn’t point out that the level of sacrifice and self-discipline required to Write a Novel in…

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NaNoWriMo: the Final Week

Well, the fourth week of NaNoWriMo has started.

But I’m actually doing okay, as can be seen in the above infographic. I’m on target for finishing four days ahead of schedule, which gives me a little room to do what I really wanted to do, which is make it to 60,000 words. Which is still not quite a complete novel, but it’s more words than I’ve ever done in a November before.

Fingers crossed!

Anyhow, to celebrate both this and Thanksgiving tomorrow (and give me a way to get back to writing faster) here’s a little clip from Act One. Unpolished, of course, but it’s something I enjoyed writing.

“We should have brought Ris with us.”

“We’ve got it handled, Tolin.”

Despite his words, Blane knew that they did not, in fact, have it handled, seeing as how they were dangling from a ledge and had a one-in-five chance of making it successfully to the other side of the ravine they were attempting to traverse. Tolin knew he knew this, but he let it slide because in spite of his words he didn’t really want to bring their baby sister into this maze of a deathtrap.

They’d been doing pretty well, actually, up until that point. They found the door, Tolin picked the lock at the gate, Blane worked out the riddle that led them down the correct passageway, and they’d been halfway across the bridge when some twisted architect let loose his mad genius. At some point in the distant past, someone decided it would be a good idea to booby trap the only bridge with swinging axes. Hence why the two brothers were creeping their way along the edge rather than walk calmly across the top. Also, at some point in the mad rush to avoid the swinging sharpened pendulums, the map had been dropped, and now Blane had to watch as the piece of paper fluttered gently in the breeze before dropping into the dark depths below them.

“At least whoever built this place was a fan of natural lighting,” Tolin said breezily, adjusting his grip on the ledge. “Remember that one ruin in Zorab when we kept running out of light?”

“The one where I got bit by a snake because you weren’t smart enough to bring along a few extra elixirs of light? Yeah, I remember that one.”

If they’d been on solid ground and not in immediate danger of their lives, things probably would have devolved into a tussle. As it was, Tolin gave an icy glare. “Like I said, at least we can see what we’re doing.”

They hung there a while longer, and Blane cursed his brother under his breath when they stopped even the tiny forward momentum they had.

“Blane?”

“Yeah?”

“There’s no more bridge.”

Kids and Stories

I babysit for a variety of families, and over the course of that career I’ve told kids a lot of stories. Mostly tales of a fantastical bent, because those are the stories I like, but it’s still a wide range. It’s great practice for writing, and learning more about the mechanics of stories, and also for figuring out what kids like to hear and when they’ll just give me a blank look. Continue reading “Kids and Stories”

Halfway There!

Well, as you can see, my word count is right at the 3/5 mark, which I am very proud of. What I am not so proud of is the fact that I actually wanted to be closer to 4/5 of the way through.

My characters are currently on the run, but haven’t been arrested yet.

But they might wish they were arrested because they’re about to run into the Pirate Queen.

Sorry guys. This has to happen for you to grow and learn! And also, Action! Explosions! Yay!
Sorry guys. This has to happen for you to grow and learn! And also, Action! Explosions! Yay!

I finally got the introductions out of the way, and I’ve got my plot rolling. Now it’s time to have some fun!

How’s everyone else doing at NaNoWriMo? Still on track or falling behind a bit?

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Being Funny is Hard Work

In the world we live in, I think people tend to gravitate toward things that shock us out of the normal groove, and that is evident in the kind of content we consume. The shocks can come from harsh politics or things that drive outrage or sympathy or any number of things, but my personal favorite is humor. Usually zany, subtle, ironic, self-deprecatory humor. Not all at once, because that sounds difficult to manage, but that’s my taste. Since a platform is built on me (or at least the parts of me I choose to share with the world), it stands to reason that my content should also have a certain element of humor. Maybe not all comedy, all the time, but I like it when a sudden joke lightens the mood or breaks up a dry, serious piece. (Probably why I tend to like Marvel movies.)

Being funny is harder than I thought. Continue reading “Being Funny is Hard Work”