NaNoWriMo and Terrible Minds
Greetings, cats! Long time, no post.
So, it is fall, and NaNoWriMo is coming up. And this year, I am determined to give it a shot. I have, in fact, already registered.
Anyone else doing it? Want to be "writing buddies"?
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Also: I've recently discovered what may be my favourite writing-related blog yet: Terrible Minds, the blog of Chuck Wendig, who posts a lot of awesome writing advice in his distinctively funny, profane style. A few sample post titles: "How to Make Exposition Your Bitch," "25 Ways to Fuck With Your Characters," and "I Want To Buy The Semi-Colon A Private Sex Island." Highly recommended.
He also does a weekly "Flash Fiction Challenge" on Fridays, sometimes with prizes, always with interesting ideas. Today's was to write a complete story in three sentences. Here's what I posted there:
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And one more thing: I have heard rumblings to the effect that a few of us might want to try having in-person meetings again. Particularly centred around writing, as that seems to be what those few of us left who are still active at all are doing. I seem to recall last time this idea came up,
50_ft_queenie said she'd host and I said I'd make cupcakes if she did. My offer still stands. Who's up for it?
So, it is fall, and NaNoWriMo is coming up. And this year, I am determined to give it a shot. I have, in fact, already registered.
Anyone else doing it? Want to be "writing buddies"?
. . .
Also: I've recently discovered what may be my favourite writing-related blog yet: Terrible Minds, the blog of Chuck Wendig, who posts a lot of awesome writing advice in his distinctively funny, profane style. A few sample post titles: "How to Make Exposition Your Bitch," "25 Ways to Fuck With Your Characters," and "I Want To Buy The Semi-Colon A Private Sex Island." Highly recommended.
He also does a weekly "Flash Fiction Challenge" on Fridays, sometimes with prizes, always with interesting ideas. Today's was to write a complete story in three sentences. Here's what I posted there:
It’s true – there really are fairies in the woods.
In my more lucid moments, when I can remember what words are, I try to tell you this, over and over, until my throat feels raw from screaming, but you can’t hear me, can’t see me.
There really are fairies in the woods: pray that you never meet one.
. . .
And one more thing: I have heard rumblings to the effect that a few of us might want to try having in-person meetings again. Particularly centred around writing, as that seems to be what those few of us left who are still active at all are doing. I seem to recall last time this idea came up,
