NaNoWriMo --National Novel Writing Month--the month* in which participants vow to write a 50,000-word novel--and some of them do--began yesterday. The goal--if you want to reach 50,000 words and win NaNoWriMo (which from this point on will be called NaNo), you need to write an average of 1667 words a day. I've registered for NaNo--there's a … Continue reading No, No, NaNo or, Just Do It
Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong … Continue reading NaNoWriMo 666
I am not hiding. I'm just a tiny bit snowed under, a major accomplishment in Texas, especially right after the summer solstice.
I have been--to use a term I learned from fellow blogger Kate Shrewsday--in a funk hole. Recent events in the American political arena have had me biting my tongue and wearing mittens to keep from making an abject fool of myself on this blog. Every time I started a post, I immediately thought of a … Continue reading Grappling with King Charles’ Head
Progress since Wednesday: Write 500 words a day on Molly: 0/0 Go to bed by 11:00 p.m.: 2/4 Exercise 30 minutes: 0/4 No excuses. One step forward: I realized what must be done to untangle a major snarl in the plot. If you'd like to see how others are doing, click here. Image by Burbank … Continue reading AROW80 Sunday Report 1
The last time William appeared here, he had sat on the keyboard and turned the working title into gobbledygook. I suppose tonight's activity is progress. Yes, I know it's progress. Because a year ago at this time, his hobby was lying across my lap and biting my fingers. Lunge-chomp-lunge-chomp. Tonight he's helping. But Just for … Continue reading It’s not an excuse. It’s a reason.
Cats are dangerous companions for writers because cat watching is a near-perfect method of writing avoidance. ~Dan Greenburg I returned home from Just for the Hell of It Writers filled with enthusiasm for the next assignment. Sat down in the recliner, put my feet up, booted up the laptop, read e-mail, checked a couple of … Continue reading Les Liaisons Dangereuses, or The writerly thing to do
For the past month and more, my writing has been on hold. There are two reasons for the lapse. First, I've been short on energy. Second, I've been afraid I don't have what it takes to read a novel, much less write one. Fear played off lethargy. Lethargy played off fear. I played Bejeweled. Bejeweled … Continue reading Thank you for noticing.
Today's horoscope said, "A person who means well will throw a wrench into the works." That was the man who came to paint the front door. The go-between told me he would be here at 9:00 a.m. I was supposed to secure my cats before he arrived. Securing cats meant I had to (1) get … Continue reading Back in the slammer again