Another NaNoWriMo Done!

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Whew.  It’s over.

Well, the month of November is.  And I made it!  I hit 53,169 words as of 11:55PM on November 30th.  On top of that, I wrote thirty poems over the month as well.  It was a massive writing extravaganza!

Even better, the fourth book is now at 67,454 words!  But it’s still not done.  I only have a couple more storylines/locations to go.  The completion of that first draft is still elusive but I am so close.  I can literally taste it.

What was my take away from all this?  Umm, I appreciate poetry a hell of a lot more than I used to.  That is one hard writing form with more styles than I was aware of.  I had a lot of fun taking a crack at a bunch of these styles and I feel that I was relatively successful.  I may continue to write more poetry in the future.  It’s an interesting experience to paint a scene, an emotion, a single moment in time and even a good old nursery rhyme.

So, what’s my focus for December?  Get that first draft knocked out.  Get back to editing book three and have it ready for beta readers by early next year.  And finally, make some progress with my writing partner on our collaboration effort.

Hmm… I guess it’s not really over.

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Autumnal Fears Squashed

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Pumpkin man, pumpkin man

You journey west and to the hills

Your stick legs carry you far and away

Pumpkin man, pumpkin man

Seasons have changed, autumn has come

The people bay and call for your blood

Pumpkin man, pumpkin man

It’s the time of the Harvest Moon

The torches are burning, run for your life

Pumpkin man, pumpkin man

Are you okay? You’ve turned part of your stem

Into a staff and can barely continue on your way

Pumpkin man, pumpkin man

It was a valiant try but your head has rotted out

And your twig limbs have become too dry

Pumpkin man, pumpkin man

May your seeds take to the earth

So that you may live another day

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Within the Contours of Existence

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Aliens and teddy bears

Occupy the mind at night

Hidden deep below the stairs

Extinguished of all light

Visitations from monsters

Hesitation, flight or fight?

Circled like a table of mobsters

Pistols drawn below the surface

Trapped like a tankful of lobsters

Claws made useless on purpose

Choices in all directions

Struggling through it all like a circus

Fists up and smile wide

Life wasn’t meant to come with a guide.

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Land o’ Look-alikes

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Portal through a washing machine

To another world that doesn’t care

Where everything is just as bad

The grass ain’t greener, I declare

There isn’t much else left to compare

The only plus is all the left socks

Instead, the right socks go missing

Perhaps that’s the only real difference

The governments and the world are dehiscing

And the people are just as dismissing

It’s exactly like here but different

If I were you I wouldn’t bother to go

Now all this could be tales, lies, and hearsay

So let’s be honest for a moment and forgo

If you haven’t been there, what would I know?

 

Caw, Caw! Cacophony of Crows

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Beware the Rabbit Jack, my lad!

Teeth for Gnashing

Claws for Gashing

Capacitance and Brawn of Deviltry

Traipse in the Dank and Quake

Harsh the Gnarls

Sharp the Snarls

Coney Crunches with Mandibular Unguis

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Grips and Gnaws

Growls from Craw

Atrocious Culmination to our Peroration

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Research: The Art of Getting on a Government List Somewhere

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Oy to the vey.

You know when you hit that flow and you can barely keep up with the words as they tumble out of your brain?  Then suddenly (dun, dun, dun) it all comes crashing down?

Because… You don’t know… How… Something works…  (in your best Shatner)

Like, what are the relativistic rotation speeds of a comet and its gravitation?  When was the heyday of the Mongolian Empire?  How does a worm process food out of dirt?  How do you do sleight of hand tricks?  What are the important arteries in the human body for the murdering?  How do cults and terrorist organizations get new followers?  What secret societies still exist and what is their secret?  Is Bigfoot real?

You know what I’m talking about.  I mean, I put it in the title.  The random, odd and weird factoids, science, conjecture and theories you never knew you needed to know… until you do.  The annoying part is, you can’t really move forward in the story until you do have an understanding of whatever you need at that moment.  Hence the oy to the vey.  When I get that flow, the last thing I want is to slam into a brick wall of missing information.

One of the more fun things about research is really the just strangeness of what you need at that moment.  The bad part is when you get stuck in research mode.  You’ll find yourself knee-deep in conspiracy theories as to why Charlemagne was obviously an alien and time traveled with Sigmund Freud for ice cream (I don’t think that’s real).  But, how can someone not show up on a list with the really weird Search lists a writer generates?  And we’re lucky!

To be honest, I don’t know how people did it before the internet.  I think I still know the Dewey Decimal System.  Anyway, having access to all the wondrous and ridiculous human musings at your fingertips is pretty amazing.

Though of late, ridiculous seems to be winning.  I mean Charlemagne couldn’t be that into ice cream.

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