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Showing posts with label It's not easy to kick yourself up the butt hence the pathetic wordage this month. Show all posts

Wednesday, 1 October 2008

And that was September...

This has to be my most unproductive 'What I did last month' post of the year. Boo me!

Okay, let the shame begin.

1. I wrote three flash length stories.

Strange Tooth - written for and sent to Flash Fiction Online, because they pay a ridiculous amount of money for flash fiction.

Rosalind Red Stands in the Snow - sent to Allegory. I know what I wanted to achieve, but I am not certain I pulled it off.

Leviathan's Moving Theatre - another try at Cinema Spec before it closes. The story I had on hold was rejected on Black Friday.

2. One measly short story.

The Hollow Framework of the Cotton Man - not telling you where I sent that one, but somebody knows (I think).

3. Started the second draft and finally came up with a title for my MG novel: Strange Bones - currently 4740 words in.

4. Not certain this one counts. Signed up for NaNoWriMo (thanks to the guys at Graveside Tales), and within 24 hours had formulated an idea and a bunch of titles. Very excited. Very, very excited. Now I just need 50,000 words worth of plot.

Have a spook-filled, idea busting, October.