Sunday, September 25


I was reading Angela's blog and read the words 'Gypsy Forest', and it really caught my eye.  So much, that I started a file called 'Nano Idea's', and my plan is to just write down words and thoughts that catch my eye and when November happens, pick an already started story or writing one from scratch.

I'm a lousy planner, really am.  I can't get anyplace on time... I'm either early or late.  I say to myself, 'I'll shower at 11... Head out around 12... That'll work.' Next thing I know, I'm showering at 12:30 and getting out at 1:30 and miss out on the shopping I'd planned on doing and arriving at my friends about 2:30, I buy a super late lunch and arrive at 2:15 and wait in the car 20 minutes.

That is just an example... Sometimes I get out on time, and mismanage while I'm out... Or I can't even get ready on time and end up mismanaging at home.

Last year for Nano... I started with:

Time Traveling Killer...
Joakim is the Hero.

Managed to make a 50,000 word novel out of that.

So... I'm leaning a little more toward just... Having a list again and making it work.  Seems to do well for me.

Friday, September 23

The imago incident

^^  Another challenge here from Rachel's Platform Building Campaign.

Write a blog post in 200 words or less, excluding the title. It can be in any format, whether flash fiction, non-fiction, humorous blog musings, poem, etc. The blog post should:
  • include the word "imago" in the title
  • include the following 4 random words: "miasma," "lacuna," "oscitate," "synchronicity,"
If you want to give yourself an added challenge (optional and included in the word count), make reference to a mirror in your post.
For those who want an even greater challenge (optional), make your post 200 words EXACTLY!

I think I was able to hit everything, and use the words properly.  Hope you enjoy.

"There's a what?"

"A lacuna... And you call yourself a writer..."

I glared at him, "What are you talking about?"

Watching him roll his eyes, he continued, "Lacuna... Your book has a gap.. Huge, gaping hole in the storyline.  You had that great and amazing miasma... Then the the story just... Oscitated open and everything fell into this hole."

Sitting down, I rested my head in my hands.  He had to be doing this on purpose, just to get at me.  Yes, he's a friend and yes, he has the connections needed to help in getting my manuscript into the right publisher... But he was also arrogant and enjoyed showing off to people.  Based on the words, I could easily guess that 'Oscaitate', meant some kind of hole. Miasma could only be talking about the huge foreboding my main character had had about the assassination.

"It wasn't a hole, it was synchronicity.  Did you like, stop reading it there?  Did you miss the mirror image scene where everything changed?"

It was hard to hide the smile.  He hadn't finished the story and really hadn't been prepared for me to use that word on him.  I had finally managed a victory.

This isn't from anything and is pretty much, just a random blurb... It's what came to mind.

I'm number 63 on the Linky List.

Wednesday, September 21

The 'What Now'...

So, I have written a book.. Nano last year.  I love the story, but I haven't been able to touch or look at it since last year.  Just, can't sit down and actually work on it.  But, it's the only story I have that's actually finished.  This is a big deal for me.  I never finish anything.... Bad at it.  Ok, I do finish things, but I don't tend to finish complex things.  And I reaaaaally want someone to read it and edit it for content and/or grammar.

I'm not asking, cause I can't pay... Except in a piece of hand made jewelry... Or a discount at my Etsy shop... Mostly, I'm just putting it out here.

And I saw the list over at Rach Writes, but I've been afraid of going there, to be honest.  I'm not as active a writer as some of... Everyone else there.  I often go a month, without writing anything but school and have had a dry spell for some time now.  Want to write, can't get it out.  There's a disconnect...

Now, I send this off and hopefully will learn more about blogging and keeping up and things, as this month continues.  I've found some great blogs to follow, and enjoyed reading your comments.

Thursday, September 15

NANO 2011

So, we're half way through the month and just over a month and a half away from NANO 2011...
I somehow managed to make it through last years and wrote a novel, that I haven't even looked at since last year....

This year, I want to work on a story I've already started... Nothing written already would be counted in my totals...  And, I know I have time but...

I can't decide which one I should work on.

My untitled Fantasy story, to which I have 6 chapters, bio's, outline and a vague idea of the end result.
My Urban Fantasy story, I Am Myself, about my own version of Werewolves, which I call Ulfur Drykkur's [Wolf Spirit in Icelandic], has a prologue, 2 chapters, bio's and no idea what the end result is.

Now, I know I have time... I mean... A month and a half and all, but.. I'd kinda like to have things more settled, before I actually have the date upon me... And have no idea what I'm doing.  Time has been flowing SUPER fast lately.

Thursday, September 8


I have a future.  What happens, is a very good question.  There are a few known things to me.

1. Next Fall, I will graduate from college with a degree in Business.
2. January 2013, my father is taking a 2 month trip down to Argentina.

Well, that's it.  Everything is, I have no clue on.

Will I still have a business?  What will it's focus be?  Jewelry? Paper Crafts? Photography? Sewn or Knit pieces?  Hell, Hand Spun yarn?

Who knows.  I like to craft and I tend to pick up things and then move on.

But, I want to change.  I want to keep at it and I want to make it work.  I'm 29 for fucks sake, almost 30... And how many things have I started and seen through to the end?

You most likely don't know the answer to that, but I do.

Very few.  If it takes more then about 4 months, I get bored and move on.  Half started things fill my world.  
Incomplete... Should be my tag line

Ideas... I have plenty of those.  Tons.  But, they seldom make it very far out of the idea stage... Too often, they never make it out of my head.

Stories I've no idea where to go next with, but love an adore.

Jewelry I want to make, but can't seem to get into the mood to make.

Idea's galore... Idea's, that go no where in the long run.

Excuse the ranting, just had a 'chat' with my father that has me feeling worthless a little... No, not worthless.. Just...


Monday, September 5

200 Word Challenge

I decided, while I kinda doubt this'll be updated all that often. ANYWHO!!

As you know, I'm participating in the Third Writers' Platform-Building Campaign. Our first of 3 challenges is:

Write a short story/flash fiction story in 200 words or less, excluding the title. It can be in any format, including a poem. Begin the story with the words, “The door swung open” These four words will be included in the word count.If you want to give yourself an added challenge (optional), use the same beginning words and end with the words: "the door swung shut." (also included in the word count)For those who want an even greater challenge, make your story 200 words EXACTLY!

Well, being me.. I really wanted to do all three, as so many others that I've checked out from my group(s) cohorts. And so... Here it is, something kinda personal...
The door swung open and the desk lay bare. It gave off a feeling of being dormant, lifeless. This room had once held so much promise and joy... Now, it held nothing but lost dreams.

I moved toward that desk, the one I'd leaned over for years and tried to remember that exhilaration I used to when I'd write. The love of the characters and the story, but it was gone... Dead, like so many of my dreams. 

A small smile crosses my lips as I think of all the agony I'd once put into the simple act of writing. Foolishness... Man wasn't meant to dream. Dreams are just fantasy's. Reality is so very different. You can't control the pain of life, not real pain. You can't solve the problems it offers. 

I look again at the desk and see it's not as empty as I'd once thought. A lone piece of paper lays there, covered in dust. A few simple words reflect in my eyes. 

'Remember, To Lose Your Dreams, Is To Lose Yourself.' 

Somehow, despite it all... My mind springs to life and I sit down, digging for something to write on... 

Behind me, the door swung shut. 

And there you have it. Starts and Ends how the challenge asked and then hit it at EXACTLY 200 words.

^^ Now, off to post it to the challenge Linky. WHEEE!!!!!!