Monthly Archives: October 2013

NaNoWriMo- Are you ready?

In two days NaNoWriMo 2013 will be upon us. Are you ready?

This will be my fifth NaNoWriMo in five years and once again I waited until this week to decide on an idea. So I have an idea, the vaguest of ideas, and I’m ready to jump in.

Need some advice on NaNoWriMo? Try these:

“I think #NaNoWriMo is great for writers because it forces you out of your bad habits. You can’t be precious.” @rainbowrowell

 

Laura has a great post on NaNoWriMo (and first-timers).

 

And of course there’s NaNoWriMo advice from 2012.

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Mortification Monday

May 21, 1994

 

Dear Diary,

We Lost the championship softball game. I feel bad because it was partly my fault. I made the 3rd out and I missed a pop fly and I could have thrown someone out at second. Even though I’m upset about the SB game I’m happy. My pen pal Valerie wrote me back. In her letter she said that she was going to camp June 28- July 2nd. That’s the week I’m going. She might b in the confirmation part though, but I’ll still see her at meals , the dance, and every now and then. I mt her last summer at camp and and we’ve been corresponding since I’m on restriction until tomorrow. I can’t watch TV or have fun. I’m angry at Dad. Nana is here just for tonight  and is flying ti China for 3 weeks. I wrote a beautiful poem on the computer. Someday I’ll write it in here but I’d better go.

Love. Danielle

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Rejection Playlist Volume 3, Track 5 “Hardcore Days & Softcore Nights”

I fist discovered Aqueduct on the O.C. (sidenote: that show had the best music).  If my life were a movie and I was in a fight (slow-motion, obviously) this is the song I’d have in the background as I gave a roundhouse kick to some jerk’s jugular.

I get the red out
When I take my lead out

Don’t ever ask me where I’m from

In 6 states, that’s considered dumb
Don’t ever ask me where I’m from
just thought I ought to let you know
Because if you start asking
Then I’ll be hostile acting

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Bad Poetry Friday

Untitled (2/11/1998)

Instead of lighting

up a room when you walk in

it grows cold and

the chills numb me

and I forget’what it feels like

to be your friend

but that is virtually impossible

because I never really was

you friend

 

Notes: The line breaks in this are killing me. Also, I have know idea which frenemy this is about.

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Rejection Playlist, Volume 3, Track 5 “The View”

Not that I’m feeling rejected lately (cue the Universe to hand me bad news in ten ten minutes) but some days you still need a pick-me-up even though nothing’s wrong except for the fact that it’s a Saturday and you’re at work, or the Sun has disappeared for the next nine months. Today’s track on the Rejection Playlist is one of my favorite songs, probably because of the chorus. It doesn’t hurt that it is catchy as hell.

For every invention made how much time did we save?
We’re not much farther than we were in the cave.

As life gets longer, awful feels softer,
and it feels pretty soft to me.
And if it takes shit to make bliss,
well I feel pretty blissfully.

If life’s not beautiful without the pain,
well I’d just rather never ever even see beauty again.
Well as life gets longer, awful feels softer.
And it feels pretty soft to me.

 

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Bad Poetry Friday

Brand New Khakis (2/11/1998)

Size two

conforming to my legs

reminding me of my childhood

when everyday was sunny

My sunshine is tan cotton

Until I fade away

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Secret Heart Playlist, Track 2: “I’ve Got a Secret”

Like Avery, Madison has her own “at bat” song in Secret Heart.  I doubt that she knows who Kate Nash is (more of Avery’s territory and musical taste), but “I’ve Got a Secret” captures Madison perfectly. Madison, of course, is student council president, soccer team captain, all-around Golden Girl. She’s afraid of her relationship with Avery going public because it could jeopardize how everyone thinks of her.

I’ve got a secret, I can’t tell you
I’ve got a secret, I can’t tell you
I’ve got a secret, I can’t tell you
I’ve got a secret, I can’t tell you

You would judge
You would judge
You would judge
You would judge

 

 

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Mortification Monday

In which I confess my fears of never writing a novel, not voting for myself for the All-Star game, and pretty much throw a giant pity party.

 

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Rejection Playlist Volume 3, Track 4 “Ambulance”

I’ve been listening to a lot of Eisley’s “Ambulance while writing Secret Heart. It ties into the rejection theme nicely.

I need an ambulance
I took, I took the worst of the blow
Send me a redeemer
Let me know if I’m gonna be alright
Am I gonna be alright?
‘Cause I know how it usually goes
I know how it usually goes

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Bad Poetry Friday

Secreting the Soul (2/5/1998)

Hell neverceasing

wounds never bleeding

locked my beating heart in a jar

next to the cow’s eyes

the pig’s brain

aren’t we all insane

sometimes laughing at our self-preservation

we can’t throw our souls away and hide

in a bottle of formaldehyde

Notes: I might have be insane when I wrote this. Or in Biology class.

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