First, I have just one thing to say:
Oh, and that would actually be 55,981 words, in my case. Just saying.
Whew! Wasn’t sure I’d make it. And, in truth, I really shouldn’t have. I did most of the writing in the last week … which, if you weren’t sure, is INSANE! I’m pretty happy with [...]
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Ahem…
Posted in NaBloPoMo, NaNoWriMo, containing myself, writing, tagged containing myself, NaBloPoMo, NaNoWriMo, writing on 30 November 2009 | 17 Comments »
Save on Your Next Order!
Posted in NaBloPoMo, NaNoWriMo, language, silliness, writing, tagged language, NaBloPoMo, NaNoWriMo, silliness, writing on 29 November 2009 | 4 Comments »
Dear reader,
We regret to inform you that the item you ordered, a blog post from Girl Griot, is currently out of stock. We are sorry for any inconvenience this may cause you. Unfortunately, Girl G has been writing like a crazy woman trying to finish her NaNoWriMo story by the November 30th deadline (13,752 words yesterday, people!) and [...]
So not worthy … at least not lately!
Posted in things that please me, writing, tagged things I love, writing on 3 October 2009 | 5 Comments »
The wonderfully intelligent and talented Zetta at Fledgling was kind enough to give me a Superior Scribbler award last month, and I’m finally getting around to passing it on. I’ve been so offline lately, I hardly deserve this award, but I’m taking it as incentive, something to get me back to work. Thanks, Zetta!
This time [...]
Need to water the dirt …
Posted in choose your own adventure, goals, work, writing, tagged choose your own adventure, deadlines, procrastination, work, writing on 19 September 2009 | 9 Comments »
… it’s the only way the flowers will grow, after all.
I’ve been asked to write an article for a journal on adult education and I’ve been trying to focus ideas so I can write a proposal for the next women-in-literacy book … and can I just say that my brain is DRY?
It’s funny. I kind [...]
Word for Word, Part 3
Posted in out and about, poetry, writing, tagged out and about, poetry, writing on 16 July 2009 | 10 Comments »
Tonight was all about poetry in the Bryant Park reading room. And I was more obnoxious and snobby than usual … which is funny considering how much I don’t think of myself as a poet. I was annoyed with one woman who showed up with a raft of poems, expecting to be granted the opportunity [...]
