• 2015,  A to Z blogging challenge,  friends,  NaNo,  nano group,  NaNoWriMo,  Uncategorized

    N is for…

    N is for NaNoWriMo For those not in the know NaNoWriMo stands for National Novel Writing Month.  It’s a yearly challenge that takes place every November to write 50K words in those thirty days.  I’ve done it several times since 2004.  I’ve won a few times but I’m lost many more.  Only not really because every word written is a win if you think about it. NaNo has been great for me because it got me writing properly.  My first ever long piece of writing was a NaNo project, specifically a very bad Harry Potter fanfiction which before anyone asks was never posted in it’s entireity online.  I think I’d…

  • 2013,  achievements,  friends,  NaNo,  nano group,  NaNoWriMo,  Uncategorized,  writing

    The End of NaNo

    So it’s the end of November and Nanowrimo ends at midnight. I’m a nano winner in that I’ve written over 50,000 words this month. I’ve not written a book. I’ve not even written anything vaguely like a first draft of a book. Some of my friends are talking about submitting for publication pretty much straight away. They are either much better writers than I am or totally insane. Or both. What I’ve written is a mess. It’s a variety of scenes from the idea I had. Some I planned and some I didn’t. Some work and some make me cringe just to think of them. I suspect when I look…

  • 2013,  nano group,  NaNoWriMo,  Uncategorized

    Writing thoughts or tips

    With it being November and NaNoWriMo I’ve been doing a lot of writing. I’ve also been thinking about writing a lot and I’ve spent some time with groups of writers. Some of these are published writers. Some write fiction, some write articles. Some are very experienced and have written novels for years but aren’t at the stage of submitting them yet. Some just write for fun, and some are just starting out. Writing groups are interesting things. I’ve been part of several different versions of two very different writing groups over the years. One of those groups no longer exists. The other does but basically in name only because I…

  • 2012,  acceptance,  access,  discrimination,  freedom,  friends,  frustrations,  I want to change the world,  influences,  Life,  mental health,  nano group,  personal,  powerchair,  Quickie Salsa,  quotes,  Uncategorized

    Rekindled

    I’m reading a good book at the moment.  I hope to finish it tonight and I’ll review it for my blog in the next few days most likely.  When I flicked to the back to see how many pages it has I noticed that on the page after the end of the story there is the following quote. “Sometimes our light goes out but is blown into flame by another human being. Each of us owes deepest thanks to those who have rekindled this light.” Albert Schweitzer I’ve had a tough year I think it’s fair to say.  And things are greatly improving and I feel like I’m not in…

  • 2012,  nano group,  NaNoWriMo,  short story,  Uncategorized,  writing prompts

    This is the story of…

    We played Consequences at the NaNoWriMo kick off meet up today. It was pretty funny and I said I’d record them for posterity. I figured my blog was a better place for them than the forum as things get lost on there! This is the story of how Bugs Bunny met Goldilocks on Red Dwarf. He said “I’d kill for a slice of that pie.” She said “Hush you!” And they got lost in the forest and found the witches house. — This is the story of how Reginald Harris met Marilyn Monroe at the circus. He said “Have you ever seen Mamma Mia?” She said “How RUDE!” And that’s…

  • honesty,  nano group,  perspective,  trains,  travel,  Uncategorized

    >”It’s my fault, I’m really sorry.”

    >Someone made a pretty big mistake today. One that affected me pretty badly. But then took the time to put there hands up to me and say “Emma, I’m really sorry.” and to admit to me that it was their fault. He looked me straight in the eye and went “I spoke to Julie and she told me she’d got you on the train but I just forgot to come help you off.” He told me he shouldn’t have forgotten and that it wasn’t good enough. By the time I had been to Reading waiting for a train back and gotten to my sleepy little town he’d arranged for a…