Not going so well. I have a story idea in mind (a short story I wrote earlier this year, just revamped into a novel), but I have no idea how to start. I'd like to start retyping the entire thing, a la Finding Forester, but I'm worried that it's considered cheating by NaNo rules. -.-

Is anyone else doing a NaNo journal for this year's submissions? I ( Read more... )

John dropped to the ground, his jacket covered in filth, grime, and blood. The makeshift trench he had created may have been an archaic idea, but he was still alive, wasn’t he? Reloading, he looked up at the falling corpses, dead before they plummeted to the ground, dead before they enlisted in this war, and hardened his eyes ( Read more... )

Anyone know of anyplace for writing prompts? I remember 15minuteficlets but if I recall correctly, that shut down a while ago.

Originally supposed to be inspired by 31_days prompt: Your road to freedom that you build with flesh and bone

Fandom: The World Ends With You
Rating: G
Genre: Genfic, maybe hint of slash?
Synopsis: Post-game, Joshua reflects on what being a Composer really means.
Characters: Joshua, Neku

He stared up at the wall. CAT's graffiti; a landmark of sorts, at least ( Read more... )

Everyone's been sick on campus; evidently, there's a flu epidemic going on. I might personally have gingivitis, or at least some kind of gum pain. It's only been two days so far, but it's nagging at me. Haven't seen much of people, or even been in my room really. By Monday, though, I'm sure the flood'll come back.

Chronomentrophobia. It's difficult ( Read more... )

Somewhere along the line you start to wonder exactly how it happened. How did you go from staying up as late as you wanted in order to watch Youtube videos to pass the time, to this? Staying up as late as you possibly can, because you have to finish that paper that you put off over the weekend. But you've got a full day ahead of you when the ( Read more... )

Haha. Because Kris wanted it. ^_~

( There was no quantum theory here, no mathematical equations that balanced and solved; there was only nothing and everything, an endless abyss of Time that no one could navigate through. )

The majority
Of the Electromagnetic Spectrum
We can only see red and orange
(And Yellow and Green and Blue and Indigo and Violet)
It's the Physics of the thing screaming
In my ears like locusts and bees

A combinaation of the remembrances of the
sounds that we make when we're clearing our throats

A wonder that someone pays attention ( Read more... )

From Flash Memoir (time for each prompt, 4 minutes.)
( Prompts: Fingers, Person in Life, Basketball, Bored, Bruise. )

I was at the Westchester Community College for the Young Author's Conference today. it was about 12 of us going there with the lovely ol' Ms. Monte, so absent-minded and confused it was enormously endearing.

My first workshop (of the two we were taking) was called Flash Memoir, where we learned how to write about ourselves in a rather innovative ( Read more... )