1800 words. Now I can go wash my dishes. Whee!
Tara ,'Empty Places'
The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.
I'm not going to do NaNo this year, but I was going to write about 300 words each day (right now I'm writing nothing) but I got distracted.
I'd like writing about the scavenger hunt pictures!
I'd love the idea, myself, if the photos speak to people.
That does sound like fun, Deena. Having a picture to start from often offers more than a single prompt for me.
NaNoWriMo Wank: [link]
I think this guy had to stay up late nights to think of reasons to be pissed. I would also like to assemble a gang of what he calls "real" writers to go shoot him in the face.
(loads nail gun) You can fuck somebody up with that, and there's no recoil. A Real Writer taught me that. Honestly, I think NaNoWrimo is kind of silly(although if there was as much groping and hand-jobs as he suggests, I might have stuck with it!) But so...it's silly. Who am I? The Silly Patrol? It doesn't hurt anyone, and might help somebody come up with a good idea. I only wish I had room to let that piss me off.
I only wish I had room to let that piss me off.
::makes out with erika::
Just because I'd have no problems. Not that he isn't a special kind of asshole. I'm honored "The House Next Door" blog made me a Link of The Day. And I woke up today thinking "You loser. What are you *doing* with your stupid life." Validation is important on a day like that.
All that said, I'm finding it hard not to engage with Nano Jackhole. He's pissing me off. And I don't like the whole "Group Hug!" feeling of NaNo. But it's not building *bombs* fucknuts.
Um, so how long is a novel? I don't mean a big, overblown contemporary novel of the "the old dog looked at the horse and the horse looked at the old dog and they knew that the night was cold and sharp and the trees knew it too but they did not look because they did not have eyes to look" variety, but, say, The Great Gatsby or a carefully crafted Raymond Chandler novel. Are they much larger than 50,000 words?