(31) Days of Summer

Yay! I finished, after writing 5000 words in less than three hours. It's not very good, and needs some very heavy handed editing, but I am done, and I am so so so happy that I am finished. It's been really tough this year, but I think that I will like my novel, and maybe you will too! I will continue to comment on others blogs, and I wish you all good luck in these last few days, in this final push to the finish line. I know that you can all do it, and I know that all of your novels will be wonderful. I can't wait to read them! I'll just post a short excerpt. Mark is in an airport, waiting for a flight, and he meets a girl. He went to gate 132, United Airways flight 77 to San Francisco. He sat down next to a beautiful brunette.                 “Hi, I’m Mark,” he said with confidence.                 She turned to him, surprised. “I’...

So I haven't written since Saturday, but I plan on writing a lot today, and perhaps finish. But it is more likely that I will finish tomorrow. Here is a short excerpt, that I can't really put into context for the sake of keeping my ploit secret, but you might see something familiar take an unfamiliar shape: Leave the canoe behind and go to the bar in the middle of town. Ask for Chris Baller. You will know that it  is  him because he has quite a distinctive look. It has been said that he puts the ‘stink’ in distinctive, a lthough  your father and I would never be so rude. His clothes are always dirty, and he wears a pale pink  trucker hat  emblazoned with the disturbing image of a disembodied hand clutching a revolver, and the  words ‘I don’t dial  911.’ Don’t be afraid of this homage to vigilante justice, he is a friend.   Until next time, faithful readers!

I had a good writing day today. A long writing day, but a good one. Scott, Jill, Heather and I sat around eating samosas and M&Ms, drinking wine and coffee with Irish Cream. It was a lot of fun. Earlier today, I wrote this little diddy to incorporate Drunk Kiefer Sutherland into my novel. I can't really put it into context, but I think it can stand on its own pretty well. I should say that I have discovered the story behind the now infamous sans pants  incident! An image of Roy and his thugs from that day in the forest popped into Mark’s mind. At first, he shuddered at the memory. But then something struck him. Something hilarious. He realized that he recognized one of the thugs as the infamous Kiefer Sutherland. When Kiefer Sutherland decides to party, he doesn’t just let his hair down. His pants come down, too – and his underwear! During a drinking session at Dimples karaoke bar in Winigo on family night, Kiefer decided to show off a few dimples of his own. After a few ...