We've all got a book inside us...

one of those 'get rich quick' schemes, eh?

I'm pleased with how it's going, although it's harder work than I had imagined it would be. I'm very self-critical, it seems.

Nothing, as long as you don't lie in wait at parties for people who work in any part of the business and prevail upon them to circulate your manuscript/portfolio.

"Remove wrenched book."

mine would be historical fiction. but it might also involve a viking ship. it would either be an adventure story or something ridiculously tragic. or both!

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2nd answer would be a caregiver's/spouse's guide to bipolar disorder, but that sounds like hard work, so I won't be writing it either.

**opportunity to go travelling**

I have a bit of an 'epic' knocking around in my head at the moment, about parallel universes and the eco friendly aliens, but it's so loose at the moment i couldn't even begin writing it. Maybe soon.

-- PJ Miller (pjmiller6...), September 7th, 2006.

Most ideas are only really worth an article.

The audience for this type of thing can never get enough. I know. I am one of them. WRITE IT, DL!!! NOW!!!!

I know, where's he get all those stories from dammit!

Say DL when do you finish up at the job (sorry to hear you lost that btw)? If it is by November, consieder having a go at NaNoWriMo perhaps? It'll give you more of a solid incentive and goal to get something - anything - done.

I have a few bits of novels lying about, but I dont think the novel form is my thing. I like short stories. I really should compile them all some time.

BTW, the odd name you see credited with authorship of the book excerpts you will find at the end of the above link is my nom de reality. This piece of information greatly facilitates the process of stalking me on the internet. Good luck!

The idea of Ned using gel is worth many jpegs

Chapter 1

It was a warm Saturday afternoon in tehkit island. T kit was travelling alone, amongst the palm trees, listening to the sea breeze as he usually does on a Saturday afternoon, or sometimes a Sunday, or a Friday, or a Thursday: he is finding it tough to be able to keep track anymore, since everyday is the same on tehkit island, alone.

Except, today is going to be different. T kit had a feeling that something is going to happen that would turn his daily, lonely, solitary routine upside down, and it does not matter that he had the same feeling last Friday, or perhaps Thursday: Today is going to be different.

He wades through the palm trees, and collected the skull fruits to use for fire for the night, and the cage of baby scamperlons that had fallen into his trap, soon to be lunch and dinner, and made his way back to his hut.

As he opened the door he did notice something different.

There was another man.

"Hi there", said the mysterious man.
"lolololol", said T kit.
"roflmao", said the mysterious man.
"lollol", said T kit.
"zomg no wai", said the mysterious man.
"lolol ya rly", said T kit.
"o rly?", asked the mysterious man, mysteriously.
"srsly", replied T kit.
"no wai!", exclaimed the mysterious man.
"lolol ya rly", said T kit.
"o rly?", asked the mysterious man, mysteriously.
"srsly", replied T kit.
"no wai!", exclaimed the mysterious man.
"lolol ya rly", said T kit.
"o rly?", asked the mysterious man, mysteriously.
"srsly", replied T kit.
"no wai!", exclaimed the mysterious man.
"lolol ya rly", said T kit.
"o rly?", asked the mysterious man, mysteriously.
"srsly", replied T kit.
"no wai!", exclaimed the mysterious man.
"lolol ya rly", said T kit.
"o rly?", asked the mysterious man, mysteriously.
"srsly", replied T kit.
"no wai!", exclaimed the mysterious man.
"gtg", said the mysterious man as he walked up, and picked up a log and walked out.

The end of chapter one.

I'm writing two more at the moment, one of which is badly stalled and one of which is in the research and reading stage. I also have a catchy, chicky title for another one, which I will be writing during NaNoWriMo. I enjoy writing novels.

we've all got a keyboard inside us.

http://ef.newmail.ru/add_n_to_x.jpg

www.nanowrimo.org

They give you an out by saying "quantity not quality". Some people write a load of turd to make the numbers, some take it seriously.

Ned, on the other hand, is a remorseless eating writing machine when it comes to Nano. IT IS NOT FAIR. I never get more than about 6-10k words into mine :(

By this, I don't mean write about your life. No matter who you are, your life is almost certainly a bore to write and read about. But, if you like to imagine zombies, don't imagine them in Paris unless you have some idea of Paris in your head already. If the zombie killers work in a bakery, at least have a friend who works in a bakery and tells you all their boring stories about pouring flour and water into dough mixing machines, so you can make fun of them.

Actually, it would be a good idea to make fun of everything all the way through the book - for that will make writing it more fun.

These artful dodges might not result in deathless prose, but are more likely to result in 3,000 words a two-hour sitting than if you, let's say, wrote a depressing piece about a cabinetmaker with a rare skin disease and no social skills, who lovingly carves a knife from a rare jungle hardwood to commit suicide with. Writing that for 50,000 words would be like pulling teeth.