So, the D&D campaign wrapped up Saturday. It went well, if I may say myself.

It's interesting, I feel, to run your first campaign. Because you can actively sense yourself improving, in your ability to make shit up at a moment's notice, if nothing else. This (ironically, perhaps) was made more apparent back in October, when (due to two in five ( Read more... )

NaNoFuckingWriMo.

It's not as though I don't have a lot of things going on in my life at the moment, Goodness no. I've got a D&D game I'm running. I've got a Heart of Darkness presentation due Monday, a Prospectus due Tuesday, twenty pages of papers due the 7th of December. I've got friends to hang out with, dear friends, some of who I won't see ( Read more... )

So, I'm reading Today@AU, the email that they send on weekdays, dedicated to letting you know what's going on in the school. You know: movies, debates, conferences. Contests:

Write a Monologue for the Vagina Monologues. If your vagina could talk, what would it say? Tell us: Write your own monologue and submit it by November 1. One lucky winner ( Read more... )

Tonight was the last Thursday Night picnic I'll be at this summer. (The name essentially explains the concept.) I was there, talking with family members, when Noah Shilling and Clancy Philbrick, two high-school classmates of mine, showed up. We talked for a bit about Katrina (Noah goes to Tulane) and travels and majors and studies, and I began to ( Read more... )

The last version of my ongoing attempt to be a novelist, "The Hannenite Rebellion 7-31.doc", weighed in at 81,071 Words

The next, The Hannenite Rebellion 8-2.doc"*, is currently at 83,103 words, and I still really want to get this scene wrapped up before I go to bed. Which isn't likely, because I'm already pretty beat and I'm not sure how exactly ( Read more... )

Hent Jakpa

11/4/2005*-7/14/2007

Brother, Invalid, Madman, Possible Seer

*That was the first day I actually wrote a scene with him. I try to make a date-save every day I do some writing, just because I'm crazy

That's right. After more than one and two-thirds years, I have finally killed the first death in my on-again-off-again attempt at writing a ( Read more... )

I'm not sure if I really mentioned that I'd submitted two stories to the Machine of Death short-fiction competition.

It turns out that I didn't get in.

Which is fine, I'd more or less assumed that if I hadn't heard by now I wasn't going to get in, and while it was super-annoying that the Gmail snippet read "Thanks very much for your submissions to ( Read more... )

Yes, I've been writing. A little.

Fine. Not very much at all, truth be told. It's one of those things where I have to buckle down, which I hate doing. But it's also one of those things where I start reworking earlier scenes which are structurally complete when I have three scenes which need endings, ten scenes that need middles, and about two ( Read more... )

At the very last of the deadlines (I hope. Otherwise... well, that was a bit of a waste), I've submitted two short stories to Machine of Death. One is a decent idea which is (in my opinion) well executed. The other is a great idea which (due to time constraints) is badly executed.

We shall see how it goes. First: Bed.

Fine. First: those dishes I ( Read more... )

Thanksgiving was good. Not as good as in years past, for reasons that are apparent, but good. I gave thanks in my heart for, well, whatever it was I was thankful for. My mind and mood have been everywhere all month, though, so I could have been thankful for everything in the world or the fact that the bread I'd made hadn't been a complete disaster ( Read more... )