September 2011 Archive

I’m Giving Up Writing

Just kidding…but it made you look. 😉 I mean really, writing isn’t something you can actually give up, is it?

*sigh* I can’t think of a darn thing I want to post about today, so instead, I’m going to post some pictures that will hint as to what my current WIP is about.

Just try to put the hints together, I dare you!

(And NO cheating for those of you who actually know.)

Dog
Person
Bike
Pack of Wild Dogs
Desert
Drought

The Door Swung Open…

It’s time for Rachael Harrie’s first campaigner challenge! The challenge is to write a piece of flash fiction in 200 words or less. The first words need to be, “The door swung open.” For an additional challenge, include the words, “The door swung shut,” at the end. AND for an even greater challenge, make your story exactly 200 words (yes, yes I did this). 😉

If you like my piece, head on over to Rach’s site and ‘Like’ my entry, #39!

Monster

The door swung open and Magnolia-Rose stared into her dark closet where a purple fuzzy animal sat.

“Aren’t you supposed to be under my bed?” Maggie asked.

“I…uh…”

“You’re supposed to be under my bed.” Maggie stomped her feet. “You’re the monster, I’m the little girl and you’re supposed to scare me.”

Grrump whimpered.

“I know you like the closet. I know it’s roomy and you like sleeping on my dirty clothes, but my closet is not where you’re supposed to spend the night.”

Grrump unrolled. His body lengthened until he stood twice as high as Maggie. A white horn protruded from between two red and black eyes.

“Go,” Maggie poked Grrump in the belly and pointed toward the bed. “Go do your job.”

Grrump moo-ed and wobbled toward the bed. His flat feet crunched over blocks scattered across the ground. Bending down, he began to slide under the bed until his horn stuck against the bed-frame. “Too big,” he said.

“But you have to fit.” Maggie gripped the closet door.

The spikes on Grrump’s back swung as he made his way across the room to huddle on top of Maggie’s dirty clothes.

Maggie screamed and the door swung shut.

Quality vs Quantity

I believe in my current WIP, but the really interesting thing is that I can’t seem to get the words out. I sit down to write and only 500 words come out. After thinking it through, I realized that it’s okay. Writing 500-1500 words a day is perfectly fine.

It’s quality vs quantity.

With Guardians, I wrote at least 2k a day and finished it in a month, so I get the quantity thing. Every word I write though on this new WIP – I want it to be just the right word, just the right phrasing.

Quality. CP (this WIP) is all about quality writing and I like it like that.

What do you guys think? Do you tend to sway toward quality or quantity?