Happy 20th Anniversary

https://nanowrimo.org/

National Novel Writing Month (often shortened to NaNoWriMo) is an annual, Internet-based creative writing project that takes place during the month of November. Participants attempt to write a 50,000-word manuscript between November 1 and November 30. Well-known authors write “pep-talks” to keep them motivated throughout the process. The website provides participants, called “Wrimos”, with tips for writer’s block, information on where local participants are meeting, and an online community of support. Focusing on the length of a work rather than the quality, writers are encouraged to finish their first draft quickly so that it can later be edited at the author’s discretion. The project started in July 1999 with 21 participants. By the 2010 event, over 200,000 people took part and wrote a total of over 2.8 billion words. source:
Writers wishing to participate must first register on the project’s website, where they can post profiles and information about their novels, including synopses and excerpts. Word counts are validated on the site, with writers submitting a copy of their novel for automatic counting. Municipal leaders and regional forums help connect local writers, holding writing events and providing encouragement. source:https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_Novel_Writing_Month

So this year I will be attempting to complete the challenge. This will be my first and probably only year to do this challenge. You guys know me by now and understand that anytime someone throws rules, regulations and deadlines in front of me, my mind closes up like a mouse’s butt after getting into the pickle jar. I begin to slowly drift off into the wonderful world of distractions and shiny babbles.
But I figured, “What the hell could it hurt?” It will only cost me a little self-esteem and some confidence. I mean, it’s not like I haven’t lived all my life without them anyway. So wish me luck and here goes…

November – NaNoWriMo

So fellow bloggers, November is National Novel Writing Month (often shortened to NaNoWriMo). Unless you’ve been sleeping under a rock, you probably are very familiar with this annual, Internet-based creative writing project. Participants attempt to write a 50,000-word manuscript between November 1 and November 30. Writers wishing to participate must first register on the project’s website, where they can post profiles and information about their novels, including synopses and excerpts. Word counts are validated on the site, with writers submitting a copy of their novel for automatic counting.
So I’ve decided that this year I will try my hand at the challenge. This will be my first and probably only year to do this challenge. Because you guys know me by now and understand that anytime I’m faced with deadlines, rules and regulations, my mind closes up like a mouse’s butt after getting into the pickle jar. I begin to slowly drift off into the wonderful world of distractions and shiny babbles.
But I figured, “What the hell could it hurt?” It will only cost me a little self-esteem and some confidence. I mean, it’s not like I haven’t lived all my life without them anyway. Who knows, maybe I can get it ticked off my bucket list. So wish me luck and here goes…

Anyone who might be interested in giving it a go can sign up at https://nanowrimo.org/

I was reading another wonderful book review over at ‘Nessie’s Place’…

I was perusing another wonderful book review over at Nessie’s Place (You must drop by and browse around. You won’t regret it.) this morning I was reading the Bio of the author and I suddenly realized that I am either a giant slacker or completely hopeless. Here is the Bio I ripped from the pages of Nessie’s blog…

Diana Rubino writes about folks through history who shook things up. Her passion for history and travel has taken her to every locale of her books, set in Medieval and Renaissance England, Egypt, the Mediterranean, colonial Virginia, New England, and New York. Her urban fantasy romance, FAKIN’ IT, won a Top Pick award from Romantic Times. She is a member of Romance Writers of America, the Richard III Society, and the Aaron Burr Association. When not writing, she owns CostPro, Inc., an engineering business, with her husband Chris. In her spare time, Diana bicycles, golfs, does yoga, plays her piano, devours books, and lives the dream on her beloved Cape Cod.”

Come on man, most days I do good if I manage to even get a blog written. Yet this woman has time to do all this and write 19 books. Obviously she has way more talent than I could ever hope for or she found a magic lamp on one of her trips. My vote is for the lamp thing. How bout you guys?

Weekly Fortune Cookie—No matter how hard you try, you can’t please everyone…

You know, someone decided to give me some advice on the art of writing the other day. He proceeded to tell me that I should only write about things that I know.  Well, I guess I’m shit out of luck. I’m not bragging or boasting but I can tell you that I’ve lived a fairly uneventful life. I found my soul mate at the ripe old age of 15 and we are still blissfully married. I’m a Vietnam era veteran by just 16 days so I enjoyed all the military benefits but never had to fire my M16 at anything more than a paper target. I have a few ailments that come with age but nothing serious. I’ve always worked in jobs that payed far above what my education should have allowed. As a child, I was never molested, abused, abandoned, tortured by terrorists or lost in the woods to be raised by spotted owls. I come from a very large and very loving family.

Sure, I’ve made a few mistakes along the way but nothing that I have to look back on with regret. So what would I have to write about that might have any significance to the rest of mankind?

Then I remembered, Tolkien really never lived in Middle earth and Bradbury had never been to Mars. Gene Roddenberry couldn’t have piloted the Enterprise, JK Rowling never attended Hogwarts and Stephanie Meyer didn’t hobnob around with vampires and werewolves?” 

So stop trying to please everyone else and do what you feel is the right thing for you.                                       

Real Life Friday – This Blog is not an Autobiography

I’m asked quite often if the stories and poems I write are really all about me. I have to honestly answer, that most of the posts on this site are pure fiction. Although, most of the time, it’s a pretty thin line that separates fiction from reality. I mean, let’s face it, writers by nature are liars. We make up stories. Our talent is the ability to create something so believable that it’s hard to distinguish it from the truth. Not that the story isn’t based on fact…just maybe not the real fact. There’s often a good reason we tend to ‘embellish’ things a little.

Let’s just take a quick peek at the first ten years of my life for example. That’s 87600 hours. Sounds like a lot. A person should have a ton of stuff going on. But for 29200 of those hours, I was asleep, dreaming of childhood things. The really bad part is that some of those dreams were probably the highlight of my existence.

Now that leaves me with 58400 hours. Before I started 1st grade, I just played around the house and goo-goo-ga-gaed a lot. That took up about half of the remaining hours.  Of the last 29200 hours I was in school getting thumped on the head by Old Lady Conway for about 11200 of them (that really explains a lot). So that leaves me 18000 hours of nothing much going on at all. Sure, there were a few memorable moments scattered about. Things like the first day of school, some birthdays and a few funerals. Let’s say, maybe 24 hours of anything with enough action to justify the cost of the ink to put it onto paper.

So don’t fault me for trying to spice things up a little bit, you know, just a pinch of a white lie to add some flavor, well maybe a dash or sometimes even a whole handful. So what of it if I’ve changed a few names here and there. Maybe I might have turned a her into a him. Who’s to say that my favorite four legged friend ‘George F. Bungle Dog’ couldn’t talk to me.

But I’m getting old now, and I’ve decided it might be time to lend a little truth to my life. So I’m going to dedicate all Friday’s to postings only true stories. I’ll call the series, ‘Real Life Friday’ (what a shocker right) so all my children can get a better idea of just who their old man really was.

You know, answer that age old question; if not for who I was, would you be who you are. Or better yet, you know what I did, so don’t do that.