Archive for June, 2014

Boot Camp Eve

*Deep breath* Well, tonight’s the night before ‘Uncle Orson’s Writing Class & Literary Boot Camp’! I’m both excited and nervous. I did the writing class last year, so I at least know what to expect out of that, but it’s the boot camp that I’m anxious for. I know during that time that I’ll be […]

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Writing Prompt #14: Reluctantly he handed over the key.

Better late than never, right? Things have been a little crazy this week, but I finally was able to write this week’s writing prompt! Looks like I’ll be doing double duty with feedback come Wednesday or this weekend. Oh, well. Hope you enjoy this one. Today’s Writing Prompt: Reluctantly he handed over the key. My […]

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Writing Prompt #13: “My heart pounded wildly …”

Ugh. So I’m really, really behind this week on *everything*, including reading everyone’s prompts from last week. I swear I’ll be commenting today though!  Anyways, here’s today’s and then I’ll go back to stressing. Today’s Writing Prompt: My heart pounded wildly … My 100 Words: “What’s going on?” I said, jabbing Hunter in the shoulder. […]

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Editing, Grammar, and Bribes

Editing and Bribes It’s been rough getting started, but the edits on my book-baby are officially underway!  Yay! I’ve discovered (rather quickly, actually) how difficult getting into editing mode is. Turns out it’s a different monster than writing the dang thing was. When I wrote the first draft I worked towards a word count goal, […]

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Writing Prompt #12: “He hadn’t seen anything like it in twenty years of teaching …”

Today’s Writing Prompt: “He hadn’t seen anything like it in twenty years of teaching …” My 100 Words: He hadn’t seen anything like it in twenty years of teaching. It brought tears to his eyes. The children stood in a row, each one with their hands behind their backs as they stood tall and obedient. […]

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Writing Prompt #11: “In all the years I’ve lived here, I never once called this place my home.”

Today’s Writing Prompt: In all the years I’ve lived here, I never once called this place my home.  My 100 Words: It was dark and, at times, seemed never ending. The smell of rotten vegetation and freshly turned earth pushed its way out into the open air and caught the breeze. Five looked down at […]

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