“Rewriting” is a word that’s meaning greatly depends on my mood when I hear it. If I feel like I’m riding on top of the world, sure, no problem. You want me to take my literary talent and be even MORE awesome on the page? Of course! Obviously you see talent and potential in the… Continue reading Rewriting like Sisyphus
Did anyone else feel that deep, collective breath of relief yesterday as NaNoWriMo ended? Washington state is in one of the last time-zones before the date line, so I usually end up finishing my novel with the last of the last. Fortunately, I clocked in at 50,132 around 4pm on the 30th. Home for Thanksgiving… Continue reading Post-NaNoWriMo
For as much time as I’ve spent noveling in other places and trying to keep pace with NaNoWriMo in California, I’ve actually only ever won NaNoWriMo in Kenmore (my Washington state hometown) and twice in Bellingham (the college town I lived in, 100 miles north of my hometown.) Needless to say, I’m heading home for… Continue reading Prepping for Home: Where Does Your Writing Live?
The infamous end-of-week-two strikes again. Ever since I got out of high school, I’ve found myself falling behind by the thirteenth of the month in NaNoWriMo. Goodness only knows why I should fall behind now that I have only fifteen hours of work a week, instead of a mandatory high-school attendance from 7-in-the-god-forsaken-morning until two-in-the-can’t-get-here-soon-enough-afternoon.… Continue reading Losing Ground on NaNoWriMo
It’s day seven of my seventh NaNoWriMo, and I’m only moderately behind. As my book has 15 chapters planned, I’ve been focusing more on getting a chapter done every other day than exactly hitting word count. It’s a new strategy for me, but I feel good about it. Rather than focus on the pedantic, quantitative… Continue reading NaNoWriMo: Lucky Number Seven
I thought I was going to get so much writing done this summer. I did manage to crank out a sixy-two page thesis that convinced my advising professor that I could have a future as a literary critic and send off a lot of (admittedly, rejected) query letters. Even still, summer always used to be… Continue reading You Have To Be Crazy: Summer Writing
I just got back from my friend Sarah’s funeral. Hard to believe that after these past fifteen years of friendship she’s really gone. I wrote this poem and ended up giving it to her family…they had someone read it at the service today. Sarah had a distinctive face and a distinctive heart. I’m glad that… Continue reading She Never Wore A Mask
The thought occurs to me in this moment, I really should have outlined more in October. I had eleven months that weren’t NaNoWriMo to do so, and I completely blew it, intentionally. You would think that NaNoWriMo gets easier every year you do it, but there’s not truth to that at all. Every year it’s… Continue reading The Joys of Not Knowing What the Heck You’re Doing