NANOWRIMO Update

Word count is currently at 30,771. Things are moving along, just not as fast as I would like. It will get there though.

You're in a cafe...

and you see him come in. He's wearing that shirt, you know the one that hugs his chest and back in all the right places. And his jeans. Oh god, those jeans. The way they hug his ass and reveal the bulge that leaves nothing to the imagination. He glances your way and a smile lights up his eyes. Though you both agreed to meet later, you can't but want him to come closer, to sit with you, to talk about his day so far. But you both wait, forced to be satisfied with just the smile and the look.

Write About Small Mistakes

Small mistakes can lead to big ones. Small mistakes over and over can lead to heartbreak. Everyone has made small mistakes. It's what happens from that, that can make the difference.

Write About a Rendezvous

We had been planning it for two weeks. I had to travel and so did he. It was just chance we were going to the same town at the same time, but we intended to take full advantage. Since neither of us had any obligations waiting for us at home, we took the rest of the week off to spend together. I arrived at the hotel first and made sure everything was in order, as well as having a fruit plate and wine ready for him. When he arrived and we saw each other, we knew it was going to be an exciting trip.

The Night Won't Save Anyone

Everyone thought the arrival of the night would save us from the heat of the sun. It did, but an even greater evil waited for us in the night. At first, we didn't know what it was until we lost three people. Then we realized it was a creature that looked like Earth's pterodactyl. All but three of us died before we were rescued. Now the planet has been quarantined. I know someone will lift it eventually. I just hope I never see it.

Write About a Time You Did Something Out of Superstition

To bring good luck financially, place a fresh basil leaf in your wallet with a single dollar bill wrapped around it. I placed one in each of our wallets. It seemed to help.

Write About A Time the Lights Went Out

The sky had darkened with the arrival of the storm. Jagged streaks of light break through the darkness as thunder cracks in the silence. We sit in the house, T.V. and lights on, talking about the coming storm. A sudden, close crack of thunder startles all of us. Then the house is plunged into darkness. The kids scream in surprise as I laugh and make my way to the drawer with flashlights in it. Until the lights come back on, we play with the flightlights on the wall.

Night is Falling. You're Not At Home

So get in your car and go home. Don't be silly. It's not like anyone is keeping you from leaving. Honestly, if you're afraid of the dark, get your head checked. Nothing is in the dark that can hurt you. And any of those who try are just really sick people. Go home.

Write About A Simple Pleasure

Chocolate, the most simple of pleasures. So many different kinds but everyone has their favorites. I like the Hershey bar, with and without almonds. The Dove chocolates are good too. I like the See's Candy caramel patties with milk chocolate. And I like Ethel M's Pecan Patties, milk chocolate. I don't like dark chocolate very much and white chocolate doesn't even taste like real chocolate, probably isn't.

Write About A Door Key

Home Depot has a Tinkerbell key. Micaela likes Tinkerbell, but when we made keys for the kids, she did not want it. I liked the key, but I can't get one made for me because I already have a house key. I think having pretty keys is neat and it shows the owner's personality.

Vegas Valley Book Festival

The book festival was last Saturday. There were other writers there, we were really full. I didn't sell any books at the festival, but I certainly learned quite a bit. The lady next to me had bookmarks, so that may be something good to have in the future. At another table, a group of authors with an adult publishing company were very friendly and helpful. One author offered to give me a reference to her publisher and I do plan to take full advantage of this.

Write About a Time Someone Surprised You

I don't really have a time when someone surprised me. There are times when I haven't gotten exactly the answer or response I was expecting, but I wouldn't say I was surprised.

"In the blue night frost haze..."

the man fought against the wind to make his way to safety. His journey had been a dangerous one and his injuries made his progress even slower. The driving force behind his continuing struggle with the forces of nature, the reason he fought so hard to live, was the woman who waited for him. The light of their cabin beckoned him. He had left her against her wishes and pleas. He had thought it was for her safety, but now he feared he had only made the situation worse.

Write a Daydream

The house is bigger. The kids are slightly older. I'm not working, at least not a conventional job. My books are selling and next to me on the table is a script for the first movie. Another manuscript is below it and a graphic novel waits for editing. The pool is nice and the kids are swimming with friends. We're planning a trip to Egypt and Terry comes out to tell us the trip is ready and we're still leaving in two days. Everyone is happy and there is no arguing.

Accept Loss Forever

Bury the emotions. Write a letter and burn it. Change your phone number. Act like he doesn't exist. See him on the street and keep walking. See him in a restaurant and act like there was nothing between you. But most of all, accept that it's over. Write your poems, write your letters, listen to your music.

Write About a Time Someone Lost Control

When I was younger, my father became upset about something. I don't remember if he was upset with me or my mom, but I think it was my mom. They argued alot before they separated. My dad was angry about something and he punched the wall in the bathroom. It left a nice fist sized hole there. Though he patched it, there was always a distinguishing mark of tell tale damage.

Write About a Fragment

We found a fragment of a picture. Just the piece with two hands. Was it a couple who had seen better days together? Then had an argument and one or the other tore up the picture? What could have caused one of them to destroy a picture of their love? Or maybe it is the picture of two friends who friendship couldn't handle the idea of becoming more. Or maybe another came between them. Brother and sister? Cousins?

Three Things My Father Told Me

1. No matter what happened between him and my mother, he would always love me. 2. I would marry someone just like him. 3. To trust my feelings about what was around me. But I Will always think the most important was that he would always love me. He has loved me through everything; divorce from my mother, being forced to move to California when she remarried, the arguments we've had, the disappointments in each other and every joy.

Write About Taking A Detour

On our way to Magic Mountain, we came to a detour. Since we had no choice, we took it. It added two hours to our travel time. We went through farms and it was very dark. And scary. I kept thinking about the slasher movies where they would attack the country families. Of course, we made it to the amusement park without issue. And now, I have driven the same road and realize that it isn't so scary.

Write About Never and Always

He promised he would never cheat, that he would always love me. He promised he would never let another catch his eye, that he would always have eyes just for me. He promised he would never allow another to touch his heart, that it would always belong to me. He promised he would always say he loved me, now I never hear it. He never looks at me and always has his eyes roving for another. He never lets me touch him, and he's always dreaming of another.

On the Night Train to Anchorage

We planned this trip for a year. The whole trip took more than a night, but everything was worth it. The windows open a little and let the fresh smell of the mountains in and the chill of the cold tingled my skin. The lull of the train movement coaxes me to sleep and I dream of how nice the rest of the trip will be.