I Write, I Edit, I Write Again. Witness!
We're Making Better Words, All of Them, Better Words.
I Write to Burn Off the Crazy.
A Good Day Writing is a Day Writing.
It Puts the Words on the Page or it Gets the Hose Again.
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...you realize that it's Friday at 4:00pm and you haven't written your blog post yet. Hrm...well, here's one thing that's been bugging me lately. Right now I seem to be stuck in editing mode. Now, don't mistake me, editing is SUPER important and finishing a project and getting it out in the world is SUPER important, but right now it is stopping me from doing THE MOST important thing. Writing! I have gotten into the habit of starting out my writing time by editing older projects and then moving on to writing newer projects. Both are important, but I see now that this is backwards. I need to start my day writing and then move on to editing older projects once I have shiny, new words on the page. Yes, good plan, let's see what happens now. ;) Keep Writing and Edit On.
I Write, I Edit, I Write Again. Witness! We're Making Better Words, All of Them, Better Words. I Write to Burn Off the Crazy. A Good Day Writing is a Day Writing. It Puts the Words on the Page or it Gets the Hose Again.
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No, don't worry, you won't have to sleep in a tent or get eaten alive by mosquitoes. I'm talking about Camp NaNoWriMo! For those who think that November is too short and smack in the middle of the holidays, the founders of NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) have the perfect solution: July. A nice long month with only a BBQ on the 4th to distract you, it is a fine time to dedicate yourself to a month-long writing project or maybe even an entire summer novel. That being said, my pledge is to write, polish, and submit at least one new short story and to rewrite at least one of my short stories that I've been meaning to revisit. Not a huge goal, but one that has eluded me for many moons now. Good luck to all who will join me at camp this summer! What the heck am I talking about? Previous NaNoWriMo Posts: Post NaNo Reboot I am Thankful for My Words *Nah, Nah, Nah, Nah, Nah, Nah, Nah, Nah NaNo! 10...9...8... The End is Nigh It's That Time Again! *Best explanation of NaNoWriMo. Keep Writing and Edit On.
I Write, I Edit, I Write Again. Witness! We're Making Better Words, All of Them, Better Words. I Write to Burn Off the Crazy. A Good Day Writing is a Day Writing. It Puts the Words on the Page or it Gets the Hose Again. That moment when you realize that someone else has written a blog post just like the one you were going to write. Below are links to articles on 2 topics that are, more or less, just what I was going to say. ;) Free Writing Contests 2017: https://thewritelife.com/writing-contests/ Character Description: http://www.nownovel.com/blog/character-description-examples-famous-authors/ Keep Writing and Edit On.
I Write, I Edit, I Write Again. Witness! We're Making Better Words, All of Them, Better Words. I Write to Burn Off the Crazy. A Good Day Writing is a Day Writing. It Puts the Words on the Page or it Gets the Hose Again. What you may have missed this Monday, June 5th, at Breaking Into Traditional Publishing: An Emerging Writers Workshop given by authors Alex Kourvo and Bethany Neal. The Literary Community: - is a small world - has its own culture - you want to get to know people in it in a low-key way How do you become a part of it? 1. Join a critique or social writing group 2. Follow editors, agents, and other authors on social media 3. Attend book signings and speak with authors 4. Attend writing conferences, workshops, and conventions 5. Join writing organizations like GLAHW (Great Lakes Association of Horror Writers), MWA (Mystery Writers Association), and HNS (Historical Novel Society) 6. Want to be a part of books and book people Keep Writing and Edit On.
I Write, I Edit, I Write Again. Witness! We're Making Better Words, All of Them, Better Words. I Write to Burn Off the Crazy. A Good Day Writing is a Day Writing. It Puts the Words on the Page or it Gets the Hose Again. In dappled sunlight she walked, the crunching of gravel underfoot mixing with birdsong and wind sighing in the trees, but she heard only the beast. The warmth of the day did not penetrate the frost of fear within her. She'd been trying to tell herself that everything would be okay, but the words were brittle and crumbled as the path stretched out endlessly before her. "You're okay. You're fine." She whispered in case it was listening. A rumble in the distance made her glance over her shoulder, but there was nothing to see but the path disappearing into the trees. If it comes I'll hide in the woods, she thought, but then the sides of the trail slipped away into steep slopes and she knew that she'd never reach the safety of the trees in time. Her breath came ragged as she increased her pace, heart flopping in her chest like a fish on the dock. Why had she come here? Why had she tempted the roaring creature who owned this path? A hint, a promise, a hope? All withered to nothing now. No, not nothing, a trap. Another echo of something large and menacing chased her down the path, and she ran, startling a deer down in the valley below. I am hunted and alone, and no one will know where to look for my bones. Too frightened for even tears, the stones blurred by under her feet. But then the distance shimmered and a crossroad appeared. She'd known it was there, but still it seemed a miracle. I'm so close! Phantom shadows and low vibrations bore down on her, but she didn't dare look behind her this time. Terrified that she'd trip or that her legs would give out, she kept her eyes to the ground. No stray stone would be her downfall. Please oh please! Then suddenly she was free. Turning away from the path once so enticing, she didn't look back. There was only one way forward now, and if she stared behind her into the monster's eye it might pull her back again, its massive form a gravity of horror calling her like a tossed stone to the ground. Hidden now, she slowed, but her mind would not be stilled by any distance. Her feet had touched its path, and the beast had her scent now. The memory of fear was fresh and alive in her mind and much harder to kill. She would never escape. Keep Writing and Edit On.
I Write, I Edit, I Write Again. Witness! We're Making Better Words, All of Them, Better Words. I Write to Burn Off the Crazy. A Good Day Writing is a Day Writing. It Puts the Words on the Page or it Gets the Hose Again. Just Keep Writing, Just Keep Writing; Writing, Writing, Writing... |
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