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Cover Art for “The Cruise”

The CruiseComing in 2015
The Cruise
Coming in 2015

I just finished the cover art for “The Cruise”. I suppose I should get busy and finish writing it now…

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NaNoWriMo Update…

Not Much to Brag About, So Far…

I am so behind on word count in NaNoWriMo that it’s frightening. I have just over 1,000 words clocked. The app tells me that at the rate I’m going, I will hit 50,000 words during the second week in May.

This working full time is cramping my style…

I’m writing the coolest story, though. It’s a horror/end-of-life-as-we-know-it kind of thing and it takes place on a cruise ship. I’m having a difficult time actually typing, because the cat wants to help (I accidentally locked her out for nearly an hour, and she feels I owe her something for that…).

NaNoWriMo Writing

Clickety-Clack, Clickety-Clack

I think Emma is starting to take over, now. I’m looking forward to the >word count reading over 5,000 before I change the clock back an hour tonight.

Oh yeah… don’t forget to change the clock back an hour tonight. That’s my Public Service Announcement for the year.

Random Song for the Day: “Seen the Lights Go Out on Broadway” – Billy Joel

J.O.B. NaNoWriMo Photography Real Life The Father Chronicles Writing


"Trickle Down Theory"Taken October 20, 2007 with Canon PowerShot A550
“Trickle Down Theory”
Taken October 20, 2007 with Canon PowerShot A550

I’m …. tired. The last couple of weeks have been draining. I didn’t realize how tense things were getting, what with the good things, like gearing up for NaNoWriMo, the bad things, which I will get to in a sec, and the confusing things – mostly just trying to find “my place” at the J.O.B., which is difficult, as I was sort of dropped down into the middle of the project, and I feel like I’m just sitting around picking my nose most of the time. I don’t feel very useful there, truthfully.

I’ve outlined a couple of freelance magazine article ideas – another good thing. One, I actually wrote a proposal for, because it’s about an organization that I want to write about, but needs “interviews” with staff, and I thought it best to get the blessing of the head honcho. I got an immediate ‘yes’, and I’m excited about the project, which I already have a publication in mind for. And now (Sigh…*), I have to break it down into manageable chunks that can be dealt with on my lunch hour, since I kind of want to be face to face with the people I need to speak with.

My father is getting better. This was one of the “bad” things that I thought I might be jumping ship for, and I didn’t want to post about it, because we didn’t really know how things were going to turn out. He had a stroke, and then a heart attack, interspersed with several gushing nosebleeds just to make it all interesting. Even more interesting, he made friends with an imaginary bug that lives in the ceiling above his bed in the Critical Care Unit. He spent his whole first day there watching it dig a hole in the plaster and run around the curtain rail.

Yesterday, his 87th birthday, they let him out of Critical Care and he’s now in a general ward. A Co-Ed ward. With two “chicks”. He was a little put out with this at first, because he says he has enough trouble with women hitting on him, and he couldn’t see how he’d get any rest with two more hanging around his bed all day… turns out, he and my mom know the grandmother of one of them, so now it’s all good. I guess you don’t hit on the guy in the next bed if he’s a friend of Grandma. Or maybe you do but he doesn’t mind so much – I’ll have to ask.

My novel, now… I’m off to a slow start. Somehow, I’m not worried, though – I’m not sure why I’m not worried, but it may be that my main character, Emma, is very very solid in my mind, and I love her to pieces already.

I’m having trouble getting to the “getting it down part”, though, and that’s entirely because too many of the new things are still too new, and damn it, there’s too many of them. I want to go back to the more laid-back schedule of school and Ruby, J.O.B. and Ruby, Mom and Dad and Ruby, and rum on the weekends. Routine, please. The writing is more likely to happen then.

I won’t be going back to that routine anymore now, though, because I’ve gone and changed things and started a few things up that are designed to force me out of this place and into the Great Unknown, which, in my case is anything beyond 50 miles of here.

What, me – scared?! Pah!

Yes. Shitless.

I find the picture at the top of this post very calming. It reminds me to breathe, and to learn to take things as they come and actually do something with them. I’m learning how to recognize opportunities and yes, create some that weren’t there before, and Ta-DA! A life away from here is now “seeable”. The last thing I want to do right now is what I’ve been doing my whole life: hide from the things I want, and make up reasons to let them float by. I can’t dive at them though, either, because I’m likely to get myself run over. They are bigger than me.

I’m growing into them though… 😉

Random Song for the Day: “Aerodynamic” – Daft Punk

NaNoWriMo Real Life Wednesday Writing


Dirty, Nasty, Crappy Day.
Dirty, Nasty, Crappy Day.
Taken October 10, 2007 with Canon PowerShot A550

Nasty. Horrible. Crappy. StressFULL. Crappy. Stupid. Endless. Tear-i-fying. CRAPPY. More crappy.

I have not had this bad a day – start to finish – in such an incredibly long time that I can’t recall having had this bad a day in… I don’t even care, but I’ll bet it was a Wednesday.

Wednesdays suck.

Yes, I know. This is Thursday… but, today felt like a dirty, sneaking Wednesday, masquerading as a good ol’ regular any-other-day gone bad. And I don’t get to talk about it, and that sucks, too.

Day One of NaNoWriMo and my word count so far sits at a lousy 120 words which had better jump by leaps and bounds in the next hour and a half before I post the count on my profile. This is my only not-yet-lost cause left today, and I’d like to fall asleep with the impression that I salvaged something.

Imaginary Random Song-for-the-Day: “Pick a Song You Hate and Think of Me” – Could Be Anybody