so my word of the week has been pushed to wayside. so that i could take a journey of 50,000 words. on day 10 of this 30 day exercise in futility i have written 12,681 words. i don’t really know what this novel is about and even though it looks like i’ve named it ‘you…
10,703 words written (its too early for a title)
its been quite a journey these last 9 days. i’m still committed to finish thought i’m about 5,000 words behind the target. here’s an exert from today’s writing: “I agreed to no pills under duress,” she called to him from the bathroom. “Duress or no, it is a verbal contract that you are bound to.”…
only 42, 647 words to go
i still have no idea what this novel is about…but here’s an exert from today’s writing (warning it has nothing to do with today’s election): Alec’s green eyes met Roxie’s nearly black ones. The look on his face was one of longing and tenderness. Roxie realized this was not a game for him. He was…
day 5 of nanowrimo and i’m 3,023 words behind
well, the madness has started. and i have unreasonably driven myself a little bit loco about the writing process. i started my novel on november 1st and promptly discarded it as trash november 2nd. which meant that on november 3rd i had all of 773 words written of something i kind of sort of liked….
and so it begins…nanowrimo day 1
may the words that i write b befitting in your sight. may they heal and be a balm to many or to some. Amen.
wtf disney is making a ‘star wars’ movie
a girl never forgets her first battleship. mine was sleek and long with blasters blaring surrounded by stars. it literally took my breath away. i don’t want disney bastardizing a franchise that opened the gateway to my love of all things science plus fiction. my skin crawls at the very idea of singing frogs &…
hindsight happiness
she was sitting starring at the photograph still framed above the fireplace when he found her. she had the settled look of someone who had been resting for a long time. her body print a nearly permanent indentation on the cushions surrounding her. he did not want to disturb her. although her quietude seemed to…
creation (for penny)
she moves with the fluidity and power of the four winds her name was god.
nanowrimo…what am i thinking
me, in all my intellectual badass-ness, has signed on for the nanowrimo challenge 2012. what. the. hell. yep, i figure with nearly 5 months of blogging under my belt a 50,000 word novel would be a cake walk and apparently a good time to boot. i have no idea what i am doing. none what…
midnight train rides, honey wine, africans and my bastard nose
the last time i drank an entire bottle of honey wine was on the train between verona and florence. i was headed back to the villa from visiting my uncle and his family. after a weekend away i wasn’t quite sure what felt more like home, my uncle’s off base apartment or the villa with…
fearfree living 