Nanowrimo: Day 12

I'm so behind, it's maddening. I'm still three days behind, but I was six when the day started, so at least I'm making up some ground. I would like to catch up tomorrow, but that's unlikely. I just hope I don't get further behind. November has been brutal, writing wise. First, I had a presentation …

A month of dedicated writing

National Novel Writing Month is less than a week away. In six days, people from around the world will start their goal to write fifty-thousand words in thirty days. That's around 1,666 per day. That's a lot of words. That's a competition wherein you compete against yourself to see if you can do it. I've managed …

Giving planning another go

I bought myself a composition notebook yesterday after I left my writer's group. I didn't hadn't planned on it, but I needed to buy a few things at the store and I saw that they had begun to set Back to School. I decided to check it out and lo and behold, I saw a …

Book Review: Through Kestrel's Eyes

Through Kestrel's Eyes is the second book of the Earth's Pendulum Series by Yvonne Hertzberger. I reviewed the first book, Back from Chaos back in August. All the major characters are back, except in this book, the story is a first-person narrative as told by Klast and Bresna's daughter, a seer named Liannis. Liannis is a …

This is the end, or is it a beginning?

I have no choice now. I have to give in to the inevitable. I should have seen this coming a long time ago, and maybe I did and I tried to delay it by walking away. Now I can see that I have to give in. I'm sorry, but this is the end of my …

Short Story: The price of war

I shouldn't have to say it, but this is a work of satire. Although wouldn't it be funny if the idiots on CNN, MSNBC, or Fox reported this as factual? It's happened too many times to take any chances. This isn't real!!! You hear it everyday in the evening news: conflict. In the Middle East, …

Success or failure: What do I choose?

I'll never make it as a writer... I can hear the voices clearly sometimes. You're not good enough. No one will ever want to read your stuff. Why do you even try? The voices are jerks. I hate the voices in my head. The voices are my own insecurities and doubts. Fear keeps me from doing what …