11.01.2006

NaNoWrite-some-Mo

No, I haven't started writing yet on this year's NaNoWriMo work. But I will begin this evening. Another prestigious month of burrowing and hiding out and slaving over a hot laptop and an even hotter bottomless pot of tea.

It's an experience and if you aspire to write and you've never taken the NaNoWriMo challenge, get up off your mousepad and click on over there and sign up! It's fun, free and you'll feel like a person after it's done.

Best of luck to all writers this month.

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12.01.2005

NaNoWriMo Prize Package!

So, after writing madly for days and days, struggling to keep one's ego from the toilet, wrestling with plot lines and character choices and just managing to write the requisite amount of words before the bell on December 1st, what - you may be asking - do you get as a reward? What is the carrot at the end of this rabbit race? What could possibly make this excruciating ordeal worthwhile?


This icon:








Yep. That's about it.

Or I can put up this one if I like it better:

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11.29.2005

And Now For My Next Trick

I will now attempt to write 1,500 words in the next hour, send in my final count of 50,000 to the NaNoWriMo bean counters, pick up my token award of achievement a full day and a half ahead of schedule (well, a day and one third ahead of schedule), and then perform a little winner's dance with the fingers pointing in the air and the shimmying around the room because I will prove I am the baddest and I will have achieved my goal.
Drum roll please...

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11.28.2005

Peanut Butter Post

(In honor of November being Peanut Butter Lover's Month, honestus has sent the following important peanut butter information. Thanks, honestus!)

Peanut butter goes back to many countries and times. Dating back over 100,000 years ago, a fossilized peanut was discovered in the Republic of China . For centuries, peanuts have been crushed and ground into paste to be used in cooking. Africans made peanut stew as early as the 15th century, and the Chinese have used peanuts in sauces for hundreds of years.
In the United States, Civil War soldiers dined on peanut porridge, but peanut butter didn't really make the scene in America until the late 1890's. Although Dr. George Washington Carver developed 300 uses for the nutmeat, shell and foliage of the peanut. Peanut butter was invented in 1890 by a St. Louis physician seeking an easily digestible, high protein food for some of his patients who couldn't eat meat because they had bad teeth. Friends and relatives of the patients found they liked the new health food so well that by the early 1920's it had become a staple food throughout the nation. About the same time, Dr. John Harvey Kellogg, cereal pioneer, began to experiment with peanut butter and eventually patented it. A Kellogg employee even began selling hand operated peanut butter grinders in 1897 and it was in 1904 when this yummy gooey treat went mainstream when it was introduced at the Universal Exposition in St Louis.
The Jif plant in Lexington, Kentucky is reportedly the largest peanut butter factory in the world. Peanut butter accounts for over half of U.S. peanut production, and Americans eat almost 7 pounds of peanuts and peanut butter per capita. Eighty three percent of all Americans purchase peanut butter. By the time an American graduates from High School, he or she will have eaten 1,500 peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Their consumption equates to more than 700 million pounds of peanut butter annually, or enough to cover the floor of the Grand Canyon.
An acre of peanuts can yield more than 30,000 peanut butter sandwiches, the most popular ones for kids to take to school. It takes 540 peanuts to make a 12-ounce jar of peanut butter. Runner peanuts are the preferred nut for peanut butter making since they are uniform in size making them better for even roasting. Seventy percent of all peanut butter sold is smooth and the remaining thirty percent chunky. Creamy peanut butter is preferred on the East Coast, Chunky on the West Coast.
Peanut butter sticks to the roof of your mouth because of a process called hydration of the peanut protein. The high level of protein in peanut butter draws the moisture away from your mouth as you eat it, just like a sponge soaks up water. And finally peanuts aren't really nuts they are legumes, in the same family as beans and peas. But even though their physical structure and nutritional benefits resemble legumes, their use in diets and cuisine more resembles nuts.

Source: American Peanut Coalition

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NaNoWriMo Update

I haven't said much this month about my progress on the whole write-your-novel-in-a-month venture that I undertook at the start of November, but allow me to do so now. I have just passed the 37,000 word mark and that leaves me the daunting task of writing 13,000 words between now and close of day Wednesday the 30th. Can I do it, I hear you ask? Well, the answer is "yes, yes I can." I managed to scratch out ten thousand words yesterday by sheer brute force and if that is any indication I think I'll be able to handle this next pile by the deadline given.

At least I intend to. I might have to hole up and space out and be completely useless for the next two and a half days, but I will do it, by gum! (Buy gum! Hmmm. That gives me a plot idea!)

So, if you'll excuse me, I have some heavy-duty novelling to do.

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11.23.2005

Turkey Wishes


As a way of wishing all my readers -be they American or the "Other White Meat"*- a Happy Thanksgiving, I offer this Turkey Biscuit honestus sent me.

Happy Eating, Everyone! : )
(and no, I don't mean, "Happy eating everyone," because we won't be eating "everyone."
* (No racial double entendres were implied by that white meat joke so don't assume any. It just sounded funny. And, no, I'm not calling you 'pigs' [although that's funny, too!] so stop being so touchy. Gosh!)

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11.22.2005

Who Died Today

Seems that November 22nd was a good day in history to die:

1718 The Pirate Blackbeard (British bastard of the high seas)
1873 Horatio Spafford's four daughters drown (prompting the hymn, It Is Well With My Soul)
1896 George Washington Gale Ferris (invented the Ferris Wheel)
1955 Shemp Howard (actor, 3 Stooges)
1963 Aldous Huxley (author, Brave new World)
1963 C.S. Lewis (author, Narnia Chronicles)
1963 JFK (American president, good with the ladies [bad year for the world!])
1980 Mae West (American actress, not pretty but very sassy)
1993 Bill Bixby (actor, My Favorite Martian)

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11.11.2005

11/11 11:11:11

Today is Veteran's Day. It's about ten thirty here. At 11:11 am I will be sitting quietly at my desk thinking about the many men and women who have served, fought, and died for my freedoms. I am grateful to them and for them. Grandpa included. My Dad, too. All y'all.
Thank you.

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11.01.2005

We Made It...

November is upon us. The leaves will abandon their posts on the branches of the trees and insist on making a rustling sound as we walk on them. (Well, for those of us in the Northern Hemisphere, that is. You Southern Bunnies are going right into, what, Summer? Crazy kids!)
Yes, soon the cold winds will pour into the cupped valleys and around the sides of unprotected buildings, wrapping us all in frost and sleet and snow and we'll hold our breaths and then release them in little clouds of our own making before rushing to our Christmas shopping or the inevitable family Thanksgiving dinner.
This is winter. And the first order of business is novel writing. For me anyways. I'm not sure whether it will all be my own or someone else's, but novel writing is the soup de jour. So, while I'm out honing my craft and trying to impress the literary community I could use your help. To keep YLSN(a)ED alive during the cool days and nights of November I invite you to write it for me. Any ideas, links, pictures, stories, verbs, recipes, or bedwetting secrets written on postcards that you send to my inbox (ksrasra AT gmail DOT com) I will post to the blog with creds. This month, you are You Learn Something New!

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10.25.2005

WriAShorStorWe

Can't hack a novel in a month? No problem. Defective Yeti is launching the lazy man's NaNoWriMo! Hop to it, wusses! (smug smile from someone who's never written a novel in a month much less a year and is pretty sure she doesn't even know how, but still insists on being proud of trying.)

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10.18.2005

NaNoWriMo - Cleveland Style

NaNoWriMo, the site that launched a thousand books, apparently has a bonus feature (that I just noticed) to encourage its aspiring novelists: Regional Affiliations! Pods of novelist wannabes gathering in local pubs and coffe shops and swapping gripes and hopes and time-tested month-long-novel-writing tips! This can only mean one thing: Cleveland NaNo's. I feel them in the air. They are closer than I think. Their bookish brains teaming with off-hand remarks and friendly book-writing ribbery.
In fact they're having a kick off party on the 30th at the Beechwood Library.

Sweet Day in the Morning, this is going to be fun!

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12.01.2004

Never Novel Not-So-New

Well, the Novel writing deadline has passed. It is now December and I failed to write fifty-thousand words by midnight. Not that this should really surprise anyone. It doesn't surprise me. I tend to make myself offers that I have trouble achieving. It's part of my whole shtick. But besides that, I did write about 15,000 words (more or less) that I kinda like and someday I will write a novel. Or two. Or three. Or whatever. It's good to be a writer. It's good to be young. It's good to have fun. it's good to drink Pepsi. (where'd that come from)

So, hello hello, welcome to a place called vertigo. Or the internet. Or whatever.

Have you ever noticed how predictable the internet is? It's always flat. It's always glowing. It's always pictures, words and or sound. Same same same. Clickety clickety clack.

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11.27.2004

Still Writing...

I'll be amazed if I hit the fifty thousand mark for the novel writing by next Tuesday night. IN fact, I'll probably consider myself an alien from another planet if I get fifty thousand words written by next Tuesday. But I am still writing, trying to reach that goal. With greater or lesser success.

I've found some ritualistic behaviors that really help me focus: lighting a candle, making a pot of tea, pacing up and down the hall for an hour, rocking in a fetal position for an hour or two longer... then I can write, no problem. About one hundred or two hundred words. Then I have to start the ritual all over again. Man, baseball players have nothing on me when it comes to rituals and superstitious behaviors.

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11.24.2004

Wednesday as Friday

(Have you ever really looked at the word Wednesday? How weird it is? What a creepy spelling. Who thought that up?)

So, I'm looking down the barrel of a long, stifling, writerly weekend with intermittent exercise and snack breaks. It's Thanksgiving Day tomorrow (for our foreign friends) where we thank the good Lord for letting us take over the continent from the natives and then allowing us to kick out the Brits. Although I think that's technically Independence Day. They all kind of blur together. Good times.

I intend to celebrate by wishing I had a good hot meal and then hunching up and slaving over a hot laptop.

How about the rest of you? What are you doing?

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11.22.2004

No Luck

My disk locked up this weekend. With four thousand words trapped on it. And of course no back up on the hard drive.
I've decided not to be angry, but to view this as a sign of good luck which will aid me in my novel-writing quest. I'm sure the next time I write the same stories, they'll be even better.
Also, I'd just like to thank the random person from the internet who wrote me an email to say they liked my writing. That meant a lot. Thank you.

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11.18.2004

At this rate...

...I only have to average 3,548.46 words a day till the end of the month to reach the 50,000 word mark for the NaNoWriMo. I think I can.

Current word count: 4,880

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11.17.2004

better late than never...

here's what I'm doing for the rest of the month of november. it's only mid month. I only have a 25,000 word deficit, but hey (butt hay), I'm nothing if not ambitious. think of all the monstrous projects I have begun on this blog alone only to pieter (peter?) out and leaf them stranded. Like the one where I promised to sing people's song requests but never sang "Country Girl" for tsuka. Actually, I don't know that song or I'd sing it right now. yes, I'd pick up my phone and sing it right now. but I don't know it. so that's why. or how about the three things photos? I have a cat, an open window and a bag that says swag (got in Staines, yo. it's legit) on it, but I can't seem to get that photo taken. or how about (this one's classic) my 100th post where I say I'm gonna offer 100 pieces of useless information? I still haven't finished that one. (in my own defense though, it's almost done. I have like twenty more to go.)

so, I'm writing a novel this month. it'll be mostly crap and probably not very entertaining. but you are welcome to read along. in fact, you'd get brownie points. whatever that's worth.

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