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Well, my observance of National NO Writing Month ended one day into November. I was planning a steadfast boycott of writing this month, per my post here. My plan, however, was foiled by the one thing I can’t say no to: a double-dog-dare.
Yes, that’s right. I was double-dog-dared to write not one, not two, but three books during the month of November. Because, really, everyone else is writing ONE book. Who cares? Let’s make this a real challenge and up that ante. Three books – written, edited, formatted, and published. You think I can do it? Continue reading “NaNoWriMo Triple Double-Dog-Dare Challenge”
Time for IU readers to decide who will be this week’s winner in the Indies Unlimited Flash Fiction Challenge.
You can check out this week’s entries here. The entrants did a great job with the writing prompt and the merciless constraints of the exercise. Vote for your fave and then use those share buttons at the bottom of the post to spread the word that the vote is on.
Your choice for flash fiction entry of the week:
- Dick C Waters (43%, 31 Votes)
- Jacqueline Hopkins (39%, 28 Votes)
- Analee (7%, 5 Votes)
- Rich Meyer (3%, 2 Votes)
- Timothy Hurley (3%, 2 Votes)
- Mandy White (1%, 1 Votes)
- dave48 (1%, 1 Votes)
- Melody Stiles (1%, 1 Votes)
- Kender (1%, 1 Votes)
- Sherri Springle (0%, 0 Votes)
Total Voters: 72
I mean really talk, snuggle in a bit closer to the screen because I don’t want everyone to hear this, it’s kinda shameful. I wouldn’t mention it at all but it’s also kinda relevant.
I used to be a ‘perfect proofer’. Typos leapt off the page, grammatical errors made me physically unwell. I’d have to stop reading a book completely if I found more than one mistake, it was just too painful. I ended up proofreading, writing and editing for everyone I knew, it was the only way to survive the agony. I happily made beer money charging a pound a time to write ambulance accident reports for people. My proudest moment was getting Bugsy off a charge of impaling his vehicle on a scaffolding pole, by using big words that the scrambled egg brigade didn’t understand. (He had impaled the ambulance on scaffolding though, I saw him do it.)
Eventually I drifted into copy editing for a living. That was when I decided to have a go at writing, how hard could it be? I was trawling through some terrible stuff and these people called themselves writers.
Guess what? It was easy. I turned my life into a series of humorous articles and people liked them and asked for more. I sent a spot of travelling whimsy to the Rough Guides and they published it! Hey presto, I was a real writer. There were compliments, a reporter friend told me, “Anyone can learn to write but humour takes talent,” and I wore that comment like a medallion. Yeah, some of us have talent. Continue reading “Can We Talk?”