It's Day Thirteen! Thirteen is an unlucky number, but not for you! Because today your going to make excellent progress! So tell us how well you did today!
I finally broke the drought and managed to find time to write a bit of flash tonight. This makes me 12.9% of my goal and still 9 stories behind from my daily targets
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Well normally there are true stories based on my life. From 1996-1998 I was a courier for a kidnapping ring. It was my job to meet to give the drop information. I was finally charged with accessory in 98. * Can't keep stright face any longer*
Well I have been on blind dates and also saw movies/ tv shows with fountains. I also walk past a fountain on my way to work each morning. It was also based, very loosely if you have seen it, on The Conversation which is all about perceptions on what you are expecting to hear will influence your interpretation of said conversation. After you see the result, the interpretaion becomes different when you reread. The conversation in this story is the man's thoughts.
Hopefully I will catch up, although do have to prepare a couple of presentations for a couple of meetings next week, which will involve looking through about 40-50 user folders for the best images to present.
I consider 13 to be a lucky number since my birthday falls on January 13th.
I made my submissions goal today--yay! I have at least one more planned.
I also started a new story called "Solomon's Skin" and have about 1,200 words done.
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She used to run in the mornings, too. That fact made her current weakness all the more infuriating. The sand sucked down the heavy boots that Grandpa insisted she wear, rags stuffed in the toe so they fit her smaller feet. Powerful, sleek, that's how Joey used to describe her. Being Kentucky-bred, he was fond of horse metaphors. She was his thoroughbred, his filly, he would be her stallion-and, waggling his eyebrows like Tom Selleck-her stud.
In 2004, Joey stepped on a land mine in Baghdad. They barely found enough to bury.
Yup! Tom Selleck was a Big Deal in my household. My uncle worked on Magnum P.I. and was even murdered in an episode. I grew up watching those eyebrows waggle.
696 tonight...although I didn't finish the story I wanted and can't figure out what happened because it didn't go where I expected it to. *bangs head at introspective characters who were just supposed to get drunk and bond*
Good progress! And yes, stories usually do that, they go where you don't think they're going to go. That actually happened in mine, my main character got kidnapped. I'll have to continue tomorrow. I have at most 10K more for it until the story's done. He just has to get out of this kidnapping bind and head back to the city, then the story can end! None of this 100K insanity for Writo de Mayo! There's crazy and there's insane lol. ...Oh, and were you able to contact Rhonda about your prize?
Yeah...my "got out, drink, empathically bond" turned into "go out, drink, get introspective...wait I'm straight I'm gonna do WHAT?!" So apparently I'm going to spend tonight kicking the boys' butts.
Of course I also had a like 10 minute discussion on "where can two essentially straight men touch each other in a bar that is skin to skin when one is pretty much covered in clothes?" Sooo glad a) my friend is also a writer (is actually my mentor) and b) is used to weird questions from me. We settled on hand to hand...although I'm not sure I like that.
I haven't written anything since the 3rd and, well, the more notes I take for this story, the harder it gets to actually write anything. I'm having massive plot-related issues with the fourth section -- i.e., I've decided the purpose I've given this section is completely ridiculous -- and really not sure what I want the other four sections to end up looking like. So I'm stuck pretty bad.
At least it was for my own prompt, so if I quit, no one oughta miss it that much? That's what I'm trying to stop telling myself, anyway.
No, don't give up! You only have to do 1000 words, so just take your general idea and just write. Don't worry about specifics or if you got anything right. Once you're done the 1000 words you can start tweaking things.
Yeeeaaah, but I have to feel confident enough about those 1000 words to share them with that comm in a month. At this rate, I'm not even going to be done by then! Sigh.
If we're talking July, then you have two weeks to write 1000 words, and then one whole month to edit! If we're talking to June, then, er, um. Maybe write the 1000 words, then edit as quick and well as possible? What's the story about? I remember something about lgbt fest?
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shame the kids are nrsde really lol
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Well I have been on blind dates and also saw movies/ tv shows with fountains. I also walk past a fountain on my way to work each morning. It was also based, very loosely if you have seen it, on The Conversation which is all about perceptions on what you are expecting to hear will influence your interpretation of said conversation. After you see the result, the interpretaion becomes different when you reread. The conversation in this story is the man's thoughts.
Hopefully I will catch up, although do have to prepare a couple of presentations for a couple of meetings next week, which will involve looking through about 40-50 user folders for the best images to present.
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I made my submissions goal today--yay! I have at least one more planned.
I also started a new story called "Solomon's Skin" and have about 1,200 words done.
Excerpt:
She used to run in the mornings, too. That fact made her current weakness all the more infuriating. The sand sucked down the heavy boots that Grandpa insisted she wear, rags stuffed in the toe so they fit her smaller feet. Powerful, sleek, that's how Joey used to describe her. Being Kentucky-bred, he was fond of horse metaphors. She was his thoroughbred, his filly, he would be her stallion-and, waggling his eyebrows like Tom Selleck-her stud.
In 2004, Joey stepped on a land mine in Baghdad. They barely found enough to bury.
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Of course I also had a like 10 minute discussion on "where can two essentially straight men touch each other in a bar that is skin to skin when one is pretty much covered in clothes?" Sooo glad a) my friend is also a writer (is actually my mentor) and b) is used to weird questions from me. We settled on hand to hand...although I'm not sure I like that.
I sent her an email but have not heard back...
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My characters are being the same way; I hope they start cooperating soon for both of us! *fingers crossed*
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I haven't written anything since the 3rd and, well, the more notes I take for this story, the harder it gets to actually write anything. I'm having massive plot-related issues with the fourth section -- i.e., I've decided the purpose I've given this section is completely ridiculous -- and really not sure what I want the other four sections to end up looking like. So I'm stuck pretty bad.
At least it was for my own prompt, so if I quit, no one oughta miss it that much? That's what I'm trying to stop telling myself, anyway.
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