All’s Fair in Love and Camping (Fiction; 99 words) “How much longer? It feels like we’ve been driving through this park forever.” This may have been a mistake. “Up around the bend here. Home sweet home for two nights.” Hayden forced a light tone and an exaggerated grin. “It’s a tent.” “Um, yeah. We’re camping.”…
Another bright and cheery NaNoWriMo-Monday-morning to ya! It’s the last one! The end is nigh. Yay, I have/will hit my 50k! (Or: Curses! Not this year.) I’m in the latter group. That being said, 50k was not my goal. I’m nearing the respectable 15k that I aimed to achieve and am finding my new…
Fresh (Fiction; 100 words) She’ll love this. Billie set down her paint brush and smoothed a few hairs from her face with the back of her hand. The wet lavender paint shined in the late afternoon sun. New coat of paint, new town, new start. She’ll be happier here. It’ll be good for us. She’ll see.…
November (and NaNoWriMo) are two-thirds over! Repeat the refrain and keep at it, writers! Or, for those of you who are ridiculous and are ahead or at the 50k mark, maybe stop at the first 500 words today. 😉 Have a drink for the rest of us! Happy Thanksgiving, thanks for reading and for joining…
NaNoWriMo 2016 is almost halfway over! How’s it going? My word count is somewhere it should have been leading in to week 2…but, hey, life! I’m writing (most every day) and getting more words out than I normally average. Satisfaction level = high! With the midway point on NaNo on the horizon, I thought it was…
This weekend was day light savings. Both kids were up early Sunday, and we kept them up late that night. And yet, right before I took my first step downstairs in the quiet dark of morning to write, there came a sound… Actually, an wailing cry. Toddler up. Writing time over. Happy NaNoWriMo, week 2, everybody!…
The Road Less Traveled Fiction; 100 words Mac stared at the decrepit road from the tree line. It stretched east and west, further than she could see. A few birds hopped around deep holes that marred the surface, pecking at the black dirt and rocks. John crept forward and crouched next to her. “What…
Means of Escape Fiction; 99 words Mac peered down the darkened tunnel. Afternoon turned to dusk and the lengthening shadows hid a multitude of threats. Fear prickled the skin on the back of her neck. She breathed slow and scanned the area. Adrenaline from the escape had her imagination working overtime. Not every fluttering leaf…
It may be Halloween, but it’s also the eve of NaNoWriMo! I’m not certain I will find the hours in the day to put all 1,667 daily words on the page. But I am planning to try! Here’s hoping the words flow in abundance for all of us who are embarking on the NaNo journey of 2016! *** What’s…
It’s been a busy week! Some writing, lots of plotting and learning new habits. Ever heard of Pomodoro Method? How has it worked for you? I’m making some good progress thanks to nightly micro-plotting! This week I’ll add another new habit: Dictating! Check back to see if the headset is intact after I make a go…
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