Monthly Archives: November 2007

Another Piece of The NaNoWriMo Puzzle

Posted on November 20, 2007 by randomyriad

Random glanced back at Karen who had a look of panic and disgust like a frightening mask. He pulled over in a turn out just outside of town and Karen bolted out of car collapsed on her hands and knees … Continue reading →

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My Autobiography in Music Part II

Posted on November 19, 2007 by randomyriad

Pink Floyd – Wish You Were Here When I was about 20 years old, I remember walking aimlessly through life making movies in my head; this was the soundtrack for most of them. I was feeling lost and unable to … Continue reading →

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2 Elegant Quotes Borrowed

Posted on November 18, 2007 by randomyriad

“Philosophers have hitherto only interpreted the world in various ways; the point is to change it.” KarlMarx “The best things aren’t things “ From Randomvandal

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A NaNoWriMo Excerpt: Karen Masterson’s Brain

Posted on November 18, 2007 by randomyriad

This is basically unedited straight from my brain to the page, all part of writing a novel in November. Check out the link to NaNoWriMo on the Blogroll. Karen Masterson’s Brain The old Subaru station wagon cruised down Sir Francis … Continue reading →

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Today’s NaNoWriMo Excerpt Rough and Off the Cuff

Posted on November 17, 2007 by randomyriad

Emmylou Finegold moved with steady grace up the walk to the old farmhouse that used to be the main building of a school and before that a farmhouse of a retired police chief of San Jose. Her hair was long … Continue reading →

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