The Year of My Socks, Two-Thousand and Eighteen
Here's the only unfortunate part of NaNoWriMo. For the month of November I'll be focused in adding 1700 words to Project Amulet on a daily basis. That doesn't leave me a lot of time to figure out what to say about my socks. Today I wore Punisher socks. See, coz I'm gonna punish* anyone who … Continue reading Punishing for NaNoWriMo
With the fun of Halloween behind us, the first of November arrived today, and with it the ominous spectre of NaNoWriMo. If you've been reading this blog for a few years, you might remember that this is code for "National Novel Writing Month". It's an adventure that thousands of brain-fevered writers embark on every November … Continue reading The Perfect Socks For The Start Of An Imperfect Manuscript
I’m sort of embarrassed to admit that for as much Netflix and/or Hulu as I watch, I end up restarting episodes entirely too often. Like, almost “on every day of the week that ends in –y”, too often. But that’s what happens when you fall asleep in front of the TV all the time. Well, … Continue reading Replay From the Beginning
I wrote a post today on Middle Grade Minded about writing for middle graders, and, more specifically, why I do it. If you’re curious, go check it out. As part of that discussion, I made reference to the time I broke my arm in the fourth grade, just as school got out for the summer. … Continue reading The Story of How I Broke My Arm In 4th Grade
So, how’s that whole “write more/complain less” thing working out for me? Well, I will readily admit I haven’t been able to write something new Every. Single. Day. I’m eyeballs deep in a brand new work project that has me writing software like a maniac. Or a fiend, even. Possibly even a maniac fiend! But … Continue reading Full Disclosure
I decided late last night – probably at some point well past when I should have been making decisions of any kind beyond that it was time to go to bed – that I haven’t been writing enough lately. Not just blog posts, but putting down words of any kind. So I said to myself, … Continue reading Easier Than Three Sets of Lunges Everyday
Hour Of The Day When I Realized I Forgot To Eat Lunch: 4
For whatever reason, I've gotten it into my head over the course of the past six months or so that Thursday night is cookie night, the best night of the week to dig out the brown sugar and a mixer and whip up a batch of chewy goodness. Or at least it is when you … Continue reading No Cookie Thursday
Yes, contrary to what you’re probably thinking, I am aware of the elephant in the room. In fact, I’d say this tweet of mine from yesterday fairly well points out that elephant, paints it pink, calls it smelly, and nicknames it “Priscilla”: Someone should put a stop to the tumbleweeds rolling across my blog. Anyone? … Continue reading Five Years Later, What Am I Even Doing Anymore? Well, Besides Cookies
Making words is hardSometimes, I wonder: Why notjust make beer instead?
