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Okay, Maybe I Have to Re-Write (and how my habit of trolling may get me published)
Today is the day that I stare into the narcolepsy-inducing abyss of needing to re-write my book. The main reason is simply because the next phase will me more laborious than the actual creative process– and this has to do … Continue reading
I’ll shank a fool before I self-publish
This writing process thing–and by that I mean the fiction/novel crucible, is a bit daunting. When I started out thinking I was going to use this “down time” to write a book, I first went into Barnes & Noble, and started … Continue reading
Re-writing Is for Suckers
Actually having finished a rough draft of an entire book is a shock to the system for me. I talked all kinds of smack about it five years ago. I had all kinds of MS-13-level bravado about it. I had … Continue reading
. . . and my book is finished.
37 days from the start of this ridiculous, Iditarod-level lunacy. 47, 000 words, with at least another five waiting in elaborative revisionary addenda to concepts and scenes I refused to bog down in the initial process. Rewrite is next. Probably … Continue reading
15,000 words in
To my novel. My guess is, rough draft is done in 30 days.
Chapter 1–The Mural
The mural had become a part of the background noise. Elementary schools nearly always have murals, and this one was no different. Oak Valley Elementary School’s mural was a known quantity–an accepted part of the historical record. Painted in the … Continue reading
Whoa. Seven chapters in already? Must be a stroke.
I’ve spent considerable time on this blog, not only writing a fulsome, scurvy heap of odd things, like this long-form essay about Billy Squier’s meteoric fall from musical grace, and use it basically try to foment discord, distrust, and division … Continue reading
Download Thimblerig’s Ark
Nate Fleming’s Narnia-ish/Genesis-ish book, Thimblerig’s Ark, is available for free on the Amazon Kindle side for the next couple of days. I was supposed to read it a long time ago, and now I wound up spiking that little plan … Continue reading
I’m Blaming Flannery O’Connor for that last bit of callow humor
So I just finished reading Flannery O’Connor’s short story, A View of the Woods. I need not say any more. I had no idea that, the image I had in my mind of how O’Connor’s work was supposed to be … Continue reading
Master Of None 