
Category: Blogging


Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is โeek/eke.โ Use one, use both (for bonus points), use โem however you see fit. Enjoy!
Eek! My stream is rather a tiny creek, this week. But let’s keep eking it out. Or am I just a geek speaking tongue-in-cheek? Ewe, that reek is not fenugreek!
See you midweek!

Well, I reported the finished projects last week, so today I’ll share new projects and progress of others.






Having not found a website to track my November novel, I’ve started to prepare anyway. My friend and I got together today to start finding characters. We’ve done it often this way. In person when we could, but now on Zoom.

It’s always a surprise how quickly the new character becomes nearly flesh and blood. As my first character came through, Ervin Norbert Dorris (the name randomly generated in WriteItNow 6.03c) seems a dirty troll under his homemade bridge with an attitude like Dexter. Well, the antagonist showed up first. That’s different.
My friend found a rather strong pretty punk character I think will be quite fun.
How do you start a book? For us the characters seem to people a world. Hopefully, all that prep gives us a start.
Happy prepping, all my NaNoWriMo friends!

What are you all doing for NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) now that we don’t have a website to keep track of our progress?




Seven
Seventh Heaven
Seven bells from coffins that must have felt like seven —-
I’ve been running the prompt in my head all night and most of the day.
Seven dwarfs. That’s when I got stuck. Happy, Dopey, Doc– then I got stuck. My stream would quit and get distracted.
Finally, I looked it up.
Bashful, Doc, Dopey, Grumpy, Happy, Sleepy, and Sneezy
Hi, ho. I got no more.


I finished a Kindle book, an actual visually read book. I’ll post the review Sunday.
I love socks!






Look what I found in my piano bench! I’m sight-reading through the book figuring out what songs to concentrate on. Eleanor Rigby I can sing while playing. Most songs are too hard for me to do both.



Let your vittles shut your pie-hole.


When you get to bed time and you still don’t know what to blog?
Yeah… Me, too












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