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The 5 Differences Between Professional and Amateur Novelists
The general who would be king. Oh! But that's been done so many times before! Coriolanus. Gladiator... These were the thoughts ruminating through my head as Bobby walked me around our neighborhood. Thinking thinking thinking about this character, a very important one in my life, who decided to reappear in my mind this morning. I … Continue reading The 5 Differences Between Professional and Amateur Novelists
Winner Winner, Chicken Dinner!
50,710 WORD COUNT...IT'S OVER, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! THE BOUGHT HAS ENDED! YOUR NANOWRIMO 2013 CHAMPION ISSSS... VON SIMEON!! YAAAAY!!! And now for the Sexy Dance Party... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zLzaZ_HXmjw
Bill The Self-Publishing, Self-Congratulating Non Dom
He approached me, draped in black leather duster, black button-down top, black slacks, reeking of false confidence. His eyes, attempting to look seductive, could not hide the cloud of despair swirling inside his pupils. My host intercepted him, and asked who he was. The man introduced himself as Bill. Bill's from Baltimore, Bill found out … Continue reading Bill The Self-Publishing, Self-Congratulating Non Dom
My 2013 NaNoWriMo Influences
Yup, I'm a freakin' zealot. Trying to complete my manuscript revisions to deliver for final editing by November 13. But noooo, I gotta throw my writing pen into the National Novel Writing Month ring and go for Halo Numero Dos. Day 2 of the competition and I'm rowing along smoothly. Marie and I are planning … Continue reading My 2013 NaNoWriMo Influences
I Have Nothing To Write About
Original Post Date September 18, 2013 at 11:08 AM Writing about nothing is actually writing about something. Von demonstrates how. It started that way for everyone sitting around the pond. Our instructor, who I have a photo of but can't remember her name, was trying to instill a writer's fervor into our 11-year old heads. … Continue reading I Have Nothing To Write About