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December 4, 2013
Sign up for the 2014 Two Year Novel Course
Below is the information for the 2014 Two Year Novel Course. In order to take part, you must be a member of Forward Motion (www.fmwriters.com) which is a free site.
The sign up for the Two Year Novel Course (2YN) is now live. This free
course is 104 classes (one a week) and will take you from original idea
through publication. The classes have been updated to reflect the trends
toward
The sign up for the Two Year Novel Course (2YN) is now live. This free
course is 104 classes (one a week) and will take you from original idea
through publication. The classes have been updated to reflect the trends
toward
Published on December 04, 2013 14:09
November 28, 2013
Friday Flash # 71: Surviving Elsewhere, Part 19 -- Journey to the City
(Link to Part 18)
We took quickly to the sky, none of us willing to stay too long in any place now, least of all me. The cottage quickly disappeared behind us and I glanced back only once. The broom was still sweeping up the mess, but other than that, the place appeared back to normal. Good. I could stop feeling guilty. I had other things to worry about.
We continued to gain
We took quickly to the sky, none of us willing to stay too long in any place now, least of all me. The cottage quickly disappeared behind us and I glanced back only once. The broom was still sweeping up the mess, but other than that, the place appeared back to normal. Good. I could stop feeling guilty. I had other things to worry about.
We continued to gain
Published on November 28, 2013 17:04
November 22, 2013
Friday Flash # 70: Surviving Elsewhere, Part 18-- Teeth and Claws
(Link to Part 17)
I threw myself backwards out of the reach of claws and teeth; the thing that had been Davis a moment ago was now tall, lean and furred.
Did I mention the teeth and claws?
I knew better than to try and fight without a weapon. The creature launched from the cycle, which wobbled slightly and then rolled away in haste. Maggie shouted from above, and I barely had
I threw myself backwards out of the reach of claws and teeth; the thing that had been Davis a moment ago was now tall, lean and furred.
Did I mention the teeth and claws?
I knew better than to try and fight without a weapon. The creature launched from the cycle, which wobbled slightly and then rolled away in haste. Maggie shouted from above, and I barely had
Published on November 22, 2013 22:07
November 17, 2013
New Release: Don't go Home for the Holidays!
The year is 1996 and the Sangre sisters think they work for the UN
However, when things get out of hand over the Christmas holidays, they
learn they're in the employ of aliens and their lives are about to
become extremely complicated with mutants, time travel and psychic
crossword puzzle books.
This book is intended to be silly, so abandon logic and have fun.
Don't Go Home
Published on November 17, 2013 13:12
November 15, 2013
Merry Go Round Tour #28: The Projects of 2013
With only about 85k to go to reach 1 million new words this year, you can imagine that I've done a lot of projects. Not so many as you might think, though. A novel a month? It's possible for a first draft if you are really dedicated and writing has become your profession. You also have to want to write them, and not spend your time surfing the web, watching shows you don't particularly
Published on November 15, 2013 12:44
November 14, 2013
Friday Flash # 69: Surviving Elsewhere, Part 17 -- Back to the Cottage
(I will be using this picture for the next few weeks since I do not have time to do new artwork)
(Link to Part 16)
I didn't rest for long. Maggie landed beside me and went to her knees, and her wings drooped. I felt badly about everything, and didn't want to be more trouble. So I pushed myself over and sat up.
Edmond came over and rubbed against my arm and I almost went back down, but
(Link to Part 16)
I didn't rest for long. Maggie landed beside me and went to her knees, and her wings drooped. I felt badly about everything, and didn't want to be more trouble. So I pushed myself over and sat up.
Edmond came over and rubbed against my arm and I almost went back down, but
Published on November 14, 2013 22:07
November 7, 2013
Friday Flash # 68: Surviving Elsewhere, Part 16 -- Escape
(I will be using this picture for the next few weeks since I do not have time to do new artwork)
(Link to Part 15)
I felt as though a rope of fire had caught me around the ankles and I was falling, though there was no sensation of actually going downward. If I hadn't been watching the opening and the way out, I would have completely lost all direction again.
I grabbed hold of Maggie
(Link to Part 15)
I felt as though a rope of fire had caught me around the ankles and I was falling, though there was no sensation of actually going downward. If I hadn't been watching the opening and the way out, I would have completely lost all direction again.
I grabbed hold of Maggie
Published on November 07, 2013 21:27
November 1, 2013
Friday Flash # 67: Surviving Elsewhere, Part 15 -- Darkness
(I will be using this picture for the next few weeks since I do not have time to do new artwork)
(Link to Part 14)
The darkness echoed the words of whatever followed us, whispering at a promise I didn't truly trust. I still couldn't be certain the things was human -- human-like, at least -- or something else entirely. Should I trust the words that implied it would not
(Link to Part 14)
The darkness echoed the words of whatever followed us, whispering at a promise I didn't truly trust. I still couldn't be certain the things was human -- human-like, at least -- or something else entirely. Should I trust the words that implied it would not
Published on November 01, 2013 18:13
October 24, 2013
Friday Flash # 66: Surviving Elsewhere, Part 14 -- The Dark Path
(I will be using this picture for the next few weeks since I do not have time to do new artwork)
(Link to Part 13)
"Mark! Mark! Mark!"
Maggie's voice echoed somewhere. . . not quite here. Or or maybe I wasn't quite anywhere. Wherever I had fallen, there seemed to be nothing real. Nothing to grab hold of. Nothing --
I panicked. How could I get out of here? How could I find my
(Link to Part 13)
"Mark! Mark! Mark!"
Maggie's voice echoed somewhere. . . not quite here. Or or maybe I wasn't quite anywhere. Wherever I had fallen, there seemed to be nothing real. Nothing to grab hold of. Nothing --
I panicked. How could I get out of here? How could I find my
Published on October 24, 2013 22:58
October 18, 2013
Merry Go Round Tour #27: Books on Writing and Inspiration
Yes, I am late this month. Honestly, this has been such a strange month for me that it's a wonder I remembered to do this at all.
I have a very large collection of books on writing. I've stopped buying them in the last five years or so, but they still fill several shelves and I pull out one or two now and then and just skim through them again. Sometimes it's good to have reinforcement
I have a very large collection of books on writing. I've stopped buying them in the last five years or so, but they still fill several shelves and I pull out one or two now and then and just skim through them again. Sometimes it's good to have reinforcement
Published on October 18, 2013 20:50