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Why I Participated In NaNoWriMo

Why I Participated In NaNoWriMo

If you’re like me, you’re asking, WTF is NaNoWriMo? I was seeing this cryptic agglomeration on all sorts of writer-related messages coming to me in October, and finally curiosity got the best of me and I looked it up. NaNoWriMo translates to National Novel Writing Month. Oh. Got it. Pardon my ignorance. Here, you can look it up, too: http://nanowrimo.org The idea is to write a novel of at least 50,000 words in the 30 days of November, from the…

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Writers, Damned Writers, and Statistics: The 2018 AWP Conference by the Numbers

Writers, Damned Writers, and Statistics: The 2018 AWP Conference by the Numbers

The closer you are to something the more you may be inclined to stay away from it. Some relationships are like that, including the relationship writers have with their craft and creativity. That sums up, to a large extent, why I vacillated about attending the annual conference of the Association of Writers and Writing Programs (AWP) held last week in Tampa, Fla., which is right here in my neck of the woods. Other writers might understand my reticence to attend,…

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The Long Dark Fall

The Long Dark Fall

This story, like many in The Last Word collection, is based on a true incident. See more stories in this collection and others at the Short Stories &c. link above. (for Phoebe) The moon was just past full. What is called a waning gibbous moon. So close to full it could be considered full, for all intents and purposes. Just a single night past full. It was minutes after midnight, and the moon was high in the sky, making the…

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Two Shots

Two Shots

This story, like many in The Last Word collection, is based on a true incident. See more stories in this collection and others at the Short Stories &c. link above. The jungle was not quiet that morning. I don’t remember it being quiet, not quiet like maybe it would be, as they dragged the two of them to the center of us. The boy was just 16, the girl not even. They were surrounded, encircled by the rest of us,…

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Punctuation Pariahs

Punctuation Pariahs

This is going to be a gripe fest. Pull up a brewski and pop open a comfortable chair and settle in for it. Some things just have to be said. Let’s start with my biggest gripe. Know what it is? You guessed it. Exclamation points. Bangs. Screamers. Shriekers. ! ! ! ! ! And lots of other names, some of which are not for utterance in polite company (we can, once more, thank the Brits for those). If I had…

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