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Emmie’s Tenthennial Blog Return Extravaganza!

Good afternoon, gentle viewers, and welcome to July!

I’m here reporting from Panera Bread, and I hope you have less triple digits than I do right now. Isn’t that right, empty coffee cup?

Empty Coffee Cup: That’s right, Emmie. But then again, I always have more triple digits than you. Can’t I get some air conditioning? Or an iced coffee for once? It’s freaking July.

That’s beside the point, ECC. Fond as I am, you’re more built to withstand 100 degree or more temperatures than I. Grumble all you like.

Gentle viewers, it is with great joy and honour that I return to you. Especially since late Friday, we in the greater DC metro area got….

English: Severe storm in Sydney in 1991, pictu...

Wa-POWer Outaged!!!!!! And it looked like this severe storm in Sydney in 1991. Picture taken with a Ricoh Mirai camera, 20 minutes exposure from Potts Point, Sydney, Australia. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

That’s right! After spending a grueling five hours working in a 125 degree kitchen (that’s a whopping 55 C for the rest of the world), a raging electrical storm knocked out our power and exhaust fans, filled the restaurant with woodsmoke, and set off the fire alarm to end all fire alarms that has left me with its echoes ringing in my ears ever since.

And the first thing I thought of, gentle viewers, was you!

After a sleepless night and a two hour tease of returned power, I got up this morning and ventured to Panera to make sure that I could return to you when I said I would. Because I’ve missed you. And I really needed coffee.

ECC: Get an iced one right now. This ridiculous queue keeps leaving the door open and letting in the hot.

Hush, ECC. I’m writing.

It is with great pleasure that I announce…

English: Fireworks

English: Fireworks (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Emmie’s Tenthennial Blog Return Extravaganza!

The first and most exciting bit of news is that I am thrilled to invite you to’s first ever flash fiction contest — It’s The End Of The World!

The topic was inspired by a local anthology I heard about past the deadline. I thought it held enormous potential for depth, exploration, and intrigue — and as soon as I heard about it I wanted to see what people would come up with. The theme will be:

The day before the end of the world.

Contest details will be posted on 15 July at 9:00 AM EDT (that’s GMT -4 or BST – 5 if that helps), and I do hope ever so much that you all write entries for me! There will be prizes, prizes to tickle your fancy! I’ll be giving away Amazon gift cards (and probably picking up extra shifts to pay for them, you lucky bastards), manuscript critiques, and virtual swag.

So get your creative engines running and start thinking of how you want to show us snapshots of people’s lives the day before the end of the world.

After carefully analyzing the bar graphs on the poll from my last entry, I have deduced that you all would like to see more (or rather, some) fiction by…well, me. So in the interest of serving you, gentle viewers, I will be gearing up to post some fiction. Some might be excerpts, some might be new stories.

In other news, I have just sent off a short story to PaperGolem Small Press for the Cucurbital Anthology. I’ll know in about two weeks if it was accepted or not. Judging by the fact that I didn’t find all of the italics to switch to underlines (DOH), I am going to bet…not.

In other-other news, Shrike is finished! It will sit on the virtual shelf for a few weeks while I polish up another short story for another submission and work on storyboarding my next project. I have two I’m weighing, and I need to figure out which has the stronger premise.

To sum up, this is what you can expect from me this month:

1. A tubular, snazztastic flash fiction contest.

2. Fiction, fiction, fiction. (And hopefully notice of my first publishing credit, cough.)

3. Buffy posts! Yes, that was the second most popular option — surprised?

A big thank you to all of you for voting in the poll and generally being the awesome readers that you are. I look forward to spending July with you!

So. Enough about me. What have you been up to?


Are You Ready to RUMBLE?

Bust out your bugspray; dust off your sleeping bag.

It’s getting to be that time again, folks!

As June dawns, so does the first yearly installment of Camp NaNoWriMo, and I’m signed up for the torture glory of roughing it through 50,000 words in a month again.

For those of you who don’t know, Camp NaNoWriMo is an offshoot of NaNoWriMo proper, a month long endeavor to pump out a novel in the 30 days of November. 50,000 words, start to finish, 1,667 words per day. NaNo proper is always in November, but last year they started summer camp. There are two sessions — one in June and one in August — and this writer is going to hit both.

I have a tradition to maintain of going at this challenge rebel-style, which is to say I’ll be working on finishing the first draft of my existing WIP. The “rules” are to start from scratch, but they’re not picky about people following them as long as you’re going second star on the right and straight on till 50k.

As is Emmie-licious, I like to put my own little twists on things. So if you’re interested in pumping up the action and injecting Camp NaNoWriMo with a little steroid syringe, get ready!

Here’s the sitch:

I watch a decent amount of TV. Right now it’s Game of Thrones and The Vampire Diaries. But every marathon on Netflix costs me writing time — so this time around, I have a solution.

Everyone has their vices. Some of us might share the Damon Salvatore vice, others might have other things that get in the way, like ironing your underwear or making snoods from angel hair pasta.

Just TRY to tell me you don’t want him to be your vice too. Even if you’re a straight male or a nun. I dare you.

Whatever it is that you like to do but that keeps you from writing, fix it in your mind.

Got it?

Okay. I give you…..

Commander Emmie’s Can-Do, Communal Camp of Creation!

Statute the First: Write 2,000 words per day.

Statute the Second: Spend at least two hours per week doing something that rejuvenates you.

Statute the Third: Earn your vices with words.

The first two are self-explanatory, so here’s what I mean with the third one. If your vices, like mine, get in the way of your writing, turn the table upside down on them. Want to polish off the last four episodes of Next Food Network Star? That’ll cost you 4,000 words.

An hour of television costs 1,000 words. Reading is GREAT, but if you’re like me, you might snuggle in between the covers of an old favorite and end up realizing four hours later that you didn’t touch your WIP today. Pay for your reading time minute for minute. Thirty minute writing sprint? Thirty minutes curled up with le book. Going out drinking with your mates tonight? Not till you hit your goal. They can sit in your living room and entertain the cats while you polish off your 2,000 words.

Want to go extra hardcore with earning your vices? I’m trying to lose some weight, which means I’m fighting my super-lazy metabolism AND the estradiol progestione I ingest each day to avoid any untimed joy bundles. If I want to see what happens in the season one finale of Vampire Diaries or the next round of The Bachelorette (I know, I know…everyone gets a guilty pleasure, right?), I have to earn it. 1,000 words for every hour AND fifteen minutes of upped heart rate, gasping for breath.

Why do I want to do this to myself?

Damn fine of you to ask, I say! Capital! Capital!

The first reason is to complete a first draft of a novel in less than two months (it’s already begun). If I hope to make a career out of my scribblings, I’m going to need to put out more than just one book every three years.

The second reason is that I really want my tattoos. And I’m not letting that happen until I’ve gotten back down to a healthy BMI and my goal weight.

The third reason is that to accomplish any goals, it takes discipline. Camp NaNoWriMo (and NaNoWriMo proper) is a writing bootcamp disguised by chunky graphics and happy fonts. I like to take it a couple steps farther because I believe in a holistic approach to life. If you’re making things happen in one area, you can make things happen in others.

So. Who’s with me?

A thin veil for thirty days of sweaty, feverish typing.

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