Thrive

Darkness echoes out the light

But I won’t give in to night

‘cause I am ever shining bright!

I thrive, I thrive.

 

Sometimes I lose myself to fear

Forget the need to hold ME dear

But there is not an ending here

Because I thrive! I thrive…

 

Constant standing strong alone

Leaves me coping on my own

Pressing, breaking, weight unknown

I survive. I survive.

 

Here surrounded by claimed friends

Who know nothing of my ends

My long Iron willing bends

I’m tired. So tired…

 

At last asked support is strong

Hands I’ve had there all along

They bring back my happy song

And I thrive! I Thrive.

Nanowrimo redefined

Okay, so here I was chugging along, getting an impressive word count each day, patting myself on the back for sticking to my goals.

 

well….

 

I spent two weeks  in the hospital, and the past week dealing with the fallout of being in the hospital. don’t worry, I didn’t die.

But a great big ‘ol wrench got thrown in the middle of my beautifully laid plans. and it was something grand, let me tell you!

I’ve decided however, that just because life forced me to skip out of Nanowrimo, I don’t have to skip out on the project I was working on. So Go Bite Yourself continues. My word count updates will be posted here. You know, sporadically, because underneath all this bluster I’m still the same ‘ol me.

 

Cheers and happy writing all!!

 

OH! And a belated happy Turkey Day. Hope you have things to be thankful for. if not, buy a book. Those things are magic portals to cheer even the coldest of hearts.

Nanowrimo update #1

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Just to touch base, I am chugging away at Go Bite Yourself. Im not really able to keep you up to date on my work count at this point, because most of my writing is being done in a notebook by hand while I’m on my daily commute. I will type it and imputed it to the nanowrimo.org page before the month is through. hopefully several times, but let’s keep our expectations realistic here people.

 

In the mean time,  enjoy this sample cover I made while procrastinating. Interested in reading it yet?

NaNoWriMo

Yup, its that time again. Nanowrimo 2016. I’ve follow along and encourage friends to do this in previous years, and enjoy hearing people completed their work. This year, I’m taking up the challenge myself.

For this 50,000 word endevor, I am writing a new book titled Go Bite Yourself.

Here is the blurb based on my starting concept:

Hamlin T. Barrow wakes up dead. not, you know, DEAD dead, but UNdead. Without any kind of guidance, he blunders through keeping in touch with family, trying not to eat every delicious smelling jogger he passes, and figuring out how to cure his vampiric infection.

Here is a small taste of the opening chapter:

Dead people stink. I mean, the living don’t always smell like sunshine and daisies either, but the dead smell particularly pungent. Especially the undead. The breath of a hungry vampire can peel automotive paint. So when one gets close enough to, say, unleash a roar of uncontrolled rage directly into your face, you nose mouth and eyes get hit with a wave of sulfur-infused-tooth-rot-halitosis of the otherworldly variety.

Gross.

I should probably be afraid for my life. This guy is stronger, faster, and deader than me. Age seems to matter to these guys a lot. But the thing is, I already died once, and that worked out pretty much okay. When you get up and walk away from what I did, death threats really just don’t carry the weight they used to.

 

Wish me luck, reader!!! I’m going to go make some tea….