Author Archives: randomyriad

One Little Poem to Inspire Me

Posted on December 6, 2007 by randomyriad

How to Be a Fool Most likely you are standing or moving on a well beaten path. right now you look down and see thousands of footprints in the mud and dust, but look up at the sky and the … Continue reading →

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7 things you may or may not want to know about me.

Posted on December 5, 2007 by randomyriad

I have been very busy catching up on the things I did not do last month because I was writing, but now I am back and ready to write everyday. Thanks to Ms. Moonbeam, who tagged me, I have a … Continue reading →

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The tale of the tail of the tale/or Alls well that Ends

Posted on December 1, 2007 by randomyriad

I guess if you’ve read my blog in the last few weeks, you know that I have been doing little else than writing a half-assed novel in the rough for National Novel Writing Month and for a self-experiment(if my memory … Continue reading →

Posted in All part of the process, can't really complain but, NaNoWriMo, novel projects, River of Dreams, Self-Experiments, Telling Stories, the end is the beginning, thinking in words | Tagged , , , | 4 Comments

11/30 11:45 pm/ Self Experiment Completed and Just the Beginning

Posted on December 1, 2007 by randomyriad

Now comes the editing. Oh my god! What have I done!

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Its All in the Cards: NaNoWriMo Excerpt

Posted on November 30, 2007 by randomyriad

They all walked back to the house in a group. Small things were tossed of shelves. Stereo was on the floor, but the house seemed perfectly sound and there were no broken widows or shifted door frames. So Emmylou put … Continue reading →

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