Ahhhh! The plot is thickening. The characters have developed perfectly. You have balanced your pace so there is riveting action, informative scene setting, and a richness to your tableau. Everything seems to be going so well, and yet, your beta reader drops a bomb on you.
"It's just falling flat."
What are you supposed to do? Where do you turn? How can you enrich and round out your characters? How about a little emotional rescue?
Let's try filling in the back story of y
I got a call today. Some idiot on a bulldozer had sliced a fiber cable and they needed somebody who could patch it up fast. The job turned out to be a misery.
It wasn't the cable. It was cut twice leaving a gap of two and a half feet.
It wasn't the number of fiber strands. That could have been a lot worse. It was only 24 pairs.
It wasn't that the hole was muddy and wet. It wasn't. It was frozen.
It was the coldest damn hole I've ever been in.
I got there at 1 this afternoon a
So I was thinking about an idea for a story, perhaps novella length that explores some taboos... no, not anything involving anything indecent or inappropriate, just controversial. I will start by asking a question. This is assuming that you're bisexual. So you're about 25 to 28 years old. You've recently gotten married. You find out that your best friend is also bisexual and that you've both secretly had feelings for each other for a long time. What do you do? And btw, the idea is double faceted
I just spent the day at my alma matter- we had an Alumni Lunch, catered by Capriottis. (It's a chain sub shop with really good sandwhiches.) It was pretty fun- reliving the good ol' days when I was just a kid and my biggest worries were whether or not I could get away with sneaking out of the boring assemblies without getting caught. After the luncheon I just sorta hung out with a few fellow alumni in the front lobby of the school, singing songs and laughing as we reminisced about times gone by
If you are of a certain age and twisted outlook, you probably know and love the Far Side. I sure do. For years it was the only reason I subscribed to the @&*^%ing! paper.
Here are a few of my old favorites.
Note: this cartoon pre-dates AlGore
Was trying to do a Happy New Year! entry yesterday on the Wonth of January, but betas sometimes prove themselves to be what they are and the entry was ended back in on the Tooth of January, 2004, long before I was even a member.
Oh well, that's life.
The good thing about all of this is that you won't have to be forced to read to an irrelevant rant out of the depths of melancholy. Trust me, it reeked of unbelievable amounts of black bile.
Oh well, that's life.
So, I guess, for wha
Simple. Not to have a New Years Resolution. I think too many people put too much thought into what they want to accomplish over a span of twelve months when there are too many events on the horizon that they don't even know are about to happen. Someone might decide that this is the year they're going to lose weight, only to develop a glandular problem in mid-March that sends their weight soaring. Not likely, I know, but still... So I've decided to be the anti-resolute, so to speak. My only goal
Childhood is supposed to be a time of innocence. Unfortunately, that is not always the case. When I went to bed last night, I thought about this. Now, I don't think I had a bad childhood overall, but I wasn't free of abuse and neglect. My biological father died long ago, 1986 if I remember correctly. I don't remember much about him. I remember him and my mom taking me to the car. It was an old Volkswagen Beetle. But I also remember a taste. When I was a teenager I tried beer. Only I realized whe
Okay. I fell asleep a few hours ago but woke up cus my eyes were bothering me again (Pink eye... gotta love it.... growl). So now I'm lying in my bed, my netbook pulled out and i'm writing a blog. Go figure.
Hmmm well, let's see what all I managed to do today...
1. Download and install a new copy of Windows 7 that I bought for 30 bucks (yay student discount!!!). I got it up and running on my new hard drive, so now i'm golden with my computer.
2. I had to call out of work cus of my Pi
A couple of months ago I joined a gym. I wanted to get a jump on the resolutions thing. That never works.
I started a program 4 times a week and have stuck to it. A lot of times I go daily depending on my schedule.
I put most of the time into cardio and ride an exercise bike for 45 minutes. For the balance of my time I hit the weights. After 2 months at it I'm seeing results and am pleased.
The right parts are getting harder and more defined. Other parts are shrinking... including my
so, it's a whole new year. a whole new decade, in fact.
wow.
is it really ten years since Y2K? ten years since Malcolm in the Middle? ten years since The White Stripes? ten years since Relationship of Command? ten years since Enema of the State? ten years since Halflway Between the Gutter and the Stars? ten years since 'oh my god, the Olympics are coming to Sydney!'?
jesus christ, it's ten years since Pokemon!
I f**king hated Pokemon.
I still f**king hate Pokemon.
anyway
I got the heebie jeebies the other day when I was playing the game Farmville yesterday, and I got a notification that B.P. had done something to help my farm.
B.P. died back around August, an apparent suicide. He was only 22. After that, his father took over the page, giving us updates on stuff like the funeral. Then he started sending us stories about Brian. Now he's apparently using his son's facebook page regularly enough that he's playing Farmville under the name of his dead son
There was a time in my life that I used drugs. It started innocently enough. I started with cigarettes and alcohol around 14. One time when I was a teen (I believe it was between my sophomore and junior year) I got so drunk that I couldn't even move. I was on the ground, and I rolled over and puked. That was not my finest hour. THe fall before that, I had tried marijuana for the first time with my cousin and my adoptive brother. It also happened to be Thanksgiving. It wasn't exactly a good time
It's been awhile since I last wrote a blog, and since I have something on my mind today I'll write it out and update ya!
I've been busy this week doing so much stuff for one job and training at my other job. In the mean time I've been Christmas shopping as best I could and finally I dealt with a snow storm and had to dig out my neighbor (they got snowed in and they couldn't open their doors lol).
The work at the garage has finally sent me over the edge and As of February 1st, I will no
And all that jazz. Hope everyone is happy this Christmas Eve day.
As for me, I'm doing good. I had my best semester GPA at UD- getting a 2.975- almost a 3.0! I had two As in my 300-level history class, then a B- in geology and a C- in Italian. I'm satisfied with how I did this semester. My 2.975 brings my accumulative GPA from a 2.42 to a 2.53, which makes me feel good to finally have my GPA over the 2.5 line. Now if I can just get it to 2.66, I'll be good because that takes me into the B-
**It's okay to punch a strange person that runs a finger down your back to your ass when you're trying to pee in a public restroom, right? I didn't, simply grabbed his fingers and rolled his knuckles together, but it was a near thing.
**In keeping with the tradition that the only people who friend me on Facebook are people I have no particular desire to ever talk to again, *ever*, my mom's family is one by one joining the mob. I think it's prudent now that there is no current contact informa
Back around Halloween I was hit with some minor flooding. Anyone who has been hit by flooding can tell you it's never minor. It sucks. It's a major hassle. I have finally gotten things worked out.
One of my aims was to re work my office and after a solid two weeks of work (which is still ongoing) here are the results.
I've installed a U-shaped desk in one end of the room, added bookshelves and an entertainment center from this millennium. It's been fun but a lot of work.
This i
It seemed like a good opportunity. Little was I to know that with one little click of the mouse, I was in for a day of blood curdling hell.
Norton has an update that it's pushing to hapless subscribers. "Norton Internet Security 2010 has been downloaded to your computer. Click the button below to f**k up your computer."
Of course, it didn't say that exactly, but that's what happened.
The update didn't take and presented a wonderful error message with a three step process to fix it. S
Yes, I'm working on a story. It's been a while, but the cobwebs finally seems to be leaving. It is a short story that is likely going to end up also being a prologue of a series, one that I can foresee having many twists and turns. I want to hide details of what's in my mind for now, but I can say that this saga will contain elements of the future as well as the past into one giant saga. There will also be magic and powerful creatures involved like demons, vampires, and wizards. I have two other
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My research came up with a different origin. First of all, Zilch is a German surname of Slavic origin.
The usage became popular in the 1960s due to a comic character, Mr. Zilch, in the magazine Ballyhoo.
I shocked my pals when I used a windlass fashioned out of stuff in the back of his truck attached to an oak tree to pull his truck out of a muddy bog. Archimedes was wrong about using a lever and a fulcrum to move the world. You need a windlass too. Redneck engineering is fun and has gotten me out of so much trouble. I won't say what we were doing in that bog. 😇
Windlass comes from the Old Norse word 'vinda' (to wind) + 'ass' (a pole or beam). The latter part is similar to the Gothic word 'ans' (a pole or pillar). The word windlass was brought into Middle English as an alteration of the Anglo-Norman French word windas around 1400.
Windlass type devices are used in modern ships to raise the anchors, whereas capstans were used in sailing ships. The main difference is windlasses are horizontal and capstans are vertical.
The short story as a form is challenging. It condenses everything about writing into a short piece that can be read in a sitting.
It's a good place for a beginner to start because it forces you to be concise. Every word matters.
You can easily get lost if you try writing a novel first. The short story is a nice, tame hundred acre wood to play in.
Razzle-dazzle, what an interesting combination of words.
Dazzle is an intransitive verb: 1) to lose vision when looking at a bright light; 2a) to shine brilliantly; 2b) to arouse admiration by an impressive display.
Transitive verb: 1) to overpower with light; 2) to impress deeply, overpower, or confound with brilliance.
It’s also a noun as dazzle or dazzler.
Dazzle came into usage in the 15th century as the intransitive verb 1.
It also has a bunch of primary synonyms an
Authors should be cautious about using razzle-dazzle in their prose. If it works, you get the fireworks you were hoping for. If not, you get a messy fizzle.
Write, rewrite, drink heavily, cuss, rewrite and hope for the best.
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