Showing posts from November, 2016

Hectic and Harried

I work retail. In America. So I'm coming up on one of the busiest times of the year in terms of work. My writing has taken a back seat. It makes me sad that #NaNoWriMo is in November. It would be a lot easier if it were in January or February. I guess NaJaWriMo or NaFeWriMo doesn't have quite the same ring to it though.
So yesterday I took to to take part in the challenge for week 49. The challenge specifics were to let this sentence inspire our writing; "We are all broken." It took me a little bit to finish this one. I had it written, then realized I was 6 words short of meeting the challenge. Frustrating. I liked it the way it was. But, the point is to be challenged.
It hasn't received any love yet. This too, makes me sad. I quite like the poem. I hope you do too!


Reading Is the Greatest Escape

This morning I sat on the porch swing and I finished a book. I wanted to escape a little, from the constant barrage of both sides of the election and the poison they are all flinging. I have thoughts, I have emotions, and I have a desire to work for change. As a writer, as an artist, as a friend, as a human being--I feel that I have to do some part in working for change. I haven't yet figured that out. It's difficult, as I feel very lost in my own life. I had a definite plan this year, and I put so very much work into it, and it was snuffed like a simple little flame. But I realized something; I had no one but myself to stand for me. The one person that SHOULD have been my champion, sat silent, avoiding looking me in the eye the entire time.
So, I can start by declaring, my friends, my family, those that are deemed different in the eyes of the world, man, woman, LGBTQ, those labeled geeks, no matter skin color or part of the world you were born in, differently abled, emotional…
Day 8 of NaNoWriMo2016 and I have hit 10,000 words!
I lost my steam last week as I became busy, only finding a little time on Saturday to squeeze out a little over 200 words.
But today I declared a moratorium from the internet-social media in particular-to avoid the constant barrage of election this, and election that. Don't worry, I did my civic duty and voted. But, I'm still sick of seeing it everywhere and I know today it will be like the internet threw up ELECTION all over the place.
So instead, I sat down and wrote to make up for lost time. My final word count for today is 3,075!

Here's a small Excerpt from Episode 3:

“Where’d you get all the money, Ruby?” Jett didn’t want to let it go or put it away.
“Life, Jett,” Ruby replied in exasperation, “Working. Tomorrow, I promise full disclosure. I think we all need one night to just relax and not worry about running for our lives or someone else being hurt and nearly dying.”
She watched Jett as he pressed his lips together…

NaNoWriMo Day Two

Episode Two is D.O.N.E. DONE!

Word count-2,903.


“Look, the fact is you knew Alex. The fact is you have nowhere to go now. You need us.”
He snorted at the last line.
“I don’t need anyone.”
“You moron. They’ll be after you now too. They’re rounding all of you up.”
Her emphasis on the word “you” pissed Jett off.
“Damn it! I don’t know what the hell you are talking about!”
“Bull shit!” Ruby slammed the breaks, kicking up dust with the tires. It swirled around the truck, enveloping them in a brown cloud.
Jett tossed the basket aside and got out of the truck. It wasn’t a smart move as it caused him great pain but he didn’t care. How his world had turned upside down in less than forty-eight hours mystified and angered him.
Inside the truck, Ruby told Donny to stay where he was. He nodded his understanding and Ruby hopped down and circled around to the passenger side of the truck where she leaned against the door. Jett was walking away, out into the sand dunes. She knew he wouldn’t go …

New Prose Challenge

I took a little time out from #NaNoWriMo2016 to meet the Challenge of the Week #47 from The Prose. This challenge was to write the ugliest micropoem you could. Limited to 30 words, I had to work it around a couple times until I had it whittled down to something I liked.


Body Pile
Day one of #NaNoWriMo2016 is done for me.
Total word count: 4094
Go me!
Excerpt posted to NaNoWriMo

Excerpt “Damn.”
Ruby was looking at him, wide-eyed.
“Did you mean to blow up your house?”
“Yeah, I did. I just remembered something.”
“I still had a bottle of beer left.”
“Get us out of this and I’ll buy you all the homemade swill that you want! We’ve still got UAV’s!”
Jett was aware, he could finally hear their approach. Two appeared in the close distance. He wondered just who it was that was looking down on them from the on-board camera. Saying nothing, he lifted the rocket launcher to his shoulder again. He’d loaded it while Ruby was yelling at him about beer.
The moonlight was just enough to light the small objects flying overhead. Both were coming from the direction of the village. He judged he would only have time enough to take one out before the second was upon them.
“Ruby, get in the cabin with Donny.”
She eyeballed him a moment considering his demand, and then finally …

NaNoWriMo Is Here

It's NaNoWriMo!
The time of year has come, where writers of all ages and genres, sign up to commit and push themselves to begin a novel, finish a novel, edit a get the idea.
A couple years ago, I finished a novel during the event. Sadly, that novel is still in the editing and revision process. Though I've almost finished, it's my least favorite part of writing. And as I'm editing, I'm realizing that I feel that I will need to rewrite essentially the whole story. Tear it down to the bare bones and build it up again. But, that's the whole purpose of a first draft. You sit, you write whatever your brain regurgitates, and then from that you pick and choose and rebuild it. Better. Stronger.

I considered for a moment using NaNoWriMo to finish editing and begin the story again. However, there's another one that's been floating around my head for a while and knocking on the door. I started it some time ago, in pencil, in a journal with a certain app…