Sean Ferrell's Blog, page 16

My writing process.

Tawna Fenske invited me to be a part of a series of connected posts today on the writing process. Her point was simple and brilliant, and one I have long promoted: what works for one person may not work for another. Sharing how I do my writing is not a problem for me, but it is important for everyone to find their own path, try different things, and trust their instincts.

In the interest of showing multiple approaches to writing, several phenomenally talented authors agreed to share...

A birthday song, transcribed for my protection.

I received a lovely voice mail yesterday from Janet Reid. She sang "Happy Birthday" to me, and though I could post the audio, I feared that she would have my arms removed if I did so. Instead, I'll share that best of old standbys, the Google Voice Transcription:

Happy Birthday to You. Happy Birthday to You. Happy Birthday Dear Sean, Ferrell happy birthday to you. I'm told it's your birthday. My guess is the Jeff Services making this all up but maybe not. Later gator.

As you can see...

A birthday song, transcribed for my protection.

I received a lovely voice mail yesterday from Janet Reid. She sang "Happy Birthday" to me, and though I could post the audio, I feared that she would have my arms removed if I did so. Instead, I'll share that best of old standbys, the Google Voice Transcription:

Happy Birthday to You. Happy Birthday to You. Happy Birthday Dear Sean, Ferrell happy birthday to you. I'm told it's your birthday. My guess is the Jeff Services making this all up but maybe not. Later gator.

As you can see...

Surprise.

I heard whispering in the hallway and opened my eyes. He tip-toed into the room, came round to my side of the bed. In keeping with how the instructions were delivered, he whispered into my ear.

"Happy birthday, Daddy."

"Thank you."

He gave me a hug and a kiss and tried unsuccessfully to pull himself up onto me using my arm and ear for leverage. This brought me out of bed. As I stood at the foot of the bed he scrambled up, rushed to stand on the bed behind me and barely gave me any time between h...

Surprise.

I heard whispering in the hallway and opened my eyes. He tip-toed into the room, came round to my side of the bed. In keeping with how the instructions were delivered, he whispered into my ear.

"Happy birthday, Daddy."

"Thank you."

He gave me a hug and a kiss and tried unsuccessfully to pull himself up onto me using my arm and ear for leverage. This brought me out of bed. As I stood at the foot of the bed he scrambled up, rushed to stand on the bed behind me and barely gave me any time...

Wordle for my current WIP.

Invisible Towers.

Wordle for my current WIP.

Invisible Towers.

Google Voice Poetry, Lesson 7.

We're gonna need a bigger blog.

Sure you leave the latest so and and I wanted to let that hi and this is Jane good of the on with go out and it's going on i, to, i, who went into and then you room Hi, My and see lower phone. You can always is me saying in is some though, who show me the lady going home home film, shoney as a way to go home Beaumont ad and I want to go to bed. Hi, I had to live, Think about an hour ago and I will be ready to mad. Glad of a May roam. I am and see if Hugh can...

Google Voice Poetry, Lesson 7.

We're gonna need a bigger blog.

Sure you leave the latest so and and I wanted to let that hi and this is Jane good of the on with go out and it's going on i, to, i, who went into and then you room Hi, My and see lower phone. You can always is me saying in is some though, who show me the lady going home home film, shoney as a way to go home Beaumont ad and I want to go to bed. Hi, I had to live, Think about an hour ago and I will be ready to mad. Glad of a May roam. I am and see if Hugh can a...

Google Voice Poetry, Lesson 6.

Everyone get their appetite hats on, because the delicious Bill Cameron left me he delicioso recipe for baked beans on Google Voice! Take it away, Bill:

Shaun, hey bill here. Sorry, I will call her, where, but I'm dyslexic and so I was successfully failing to reach you by successfully reaching someone else. So here's the deal on the dates you need a pound of dry Great Northern Beans. I had a time, so come over night and cold water. You're leaving for me. It's about 5 or 6 cups depending on...