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Ideas, Outlines, and NaNo: Part 3

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Flash Fictoin # 211 -- Team Work

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Ideas, Outlines and NaNo: Part 2

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Flash Fiction # 210 -- Follow the Rules

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Ideas, Outlines, and NaNo: Part 1

There are only three months left to prepare for the November NaNo.

Sometimes I can look at that and think 'No problem; I've got one outline and all I need to do is whip up one or two more and I'm set.'

Then there are days like today.

Outline?  You mean come up with story things?  Plot?  Characters?  World building?

AAAIIIIEEE.

The truth is that I usually love all the pre-work to

Flash Fiction #209 -- Lost and Forgotten

Savina pounded the scanner against her hand. Then she pounded it against the ship's wall beside her.

"You'll breach the hull before you get that piece of crap to work," Joson replied.

She aimed the scanner at his head, but he pulled aside in time as she swiped it through the air where his head had been.

The damned thing beeped and they both looked at it in shock. 

"Must be

Time and Edits

Hello again!  I had intended to write a post (usually writing-related) every Monday, but I've already missed the second one.  This is not a terrible surprise because I really do have a horrible sense of time, made even worse since I no longer do a weekly newsletter.  Time passes.  Today I thought, "Oh, it's Monday.  Time to do that second blog!"  And when I looked, I realized that it was

Flash Fiction #208 -- Cortland

Cortland didn't remember a time before life in the cool temple halls, whispering the prayers of the gods, reading the chants, and working in the archives.  At dawn, they lifted hands and the golden light of peace came to their fingers and glowed like the rising sun.  He rarely thought about the world beyond the single building.   He had only heard the tales about cities, famines, and

Blogging again!

I stopped blogging quite a while back, except for my weekly flash fiction stories on Friday.   I had no really good reason for stopping, but a number of factors simply made blogging about writing (which will always be my primary subject here) difficult.

So let me ramble for a little while.

I went through quite a long stretch of self-doubt, even though I didn't truly recognize it for a

Flash Fiction #207 -- Finding Wisdom

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