One: There’s a couple of new 100 word stories.

Two: The writing group I work with on the 100 words will be having a reading/discussion this Wednesday, 11.November.2009 from 6.00pm to 8.00pm at NJCU in the Gothic Lounge. (Room 202 in Hepburn Hall) If you’re around the area and would like to hear some really short stories, come on by. There will be a bunch of us reading fives stories each, and then some sort of discussion, q & a thing afterward.

It’s free to so count yourself as invited.

Since the hybrid was born, nothing has been the same, not a damn thing. Mostly not living in our own apartment. Having to stay with the in-laws is quite uncomfortable, not to mention it puts a damper on my own computer time.

And then there’s work. Not having a regular nine-to-five job is a real pain in the ass. Though, this should change in the upcoming couple of weeks thanks to a new job. This should give me to write more, let alone spend more time with the hybrid. But by writing more, I can actually get my projects done.

Besides writing, I also have a couple of website design/building gigs; one paid, one for a friend (so not paid). Still, it’s good to mix it up a bit, keeps the mind fresh.

I haven’t heard from the director, producer, or writer of the play I was working on so I guess I’m through with that officially. Which is a good thing because that annoyed the hell out of me.

So besides living by means of my crackberry, I haven’t had much time for anything. Coming back home in the next week and a half will help, plus that new job I mentioned, and I guess it’ll back to almost normal for me.

Oh, new 100 words up.

Still not home yet, still not with regular interweb access yet, still not anywhere near normal. But I’m guessing that’s okay for now.

Also, I was apparently skipped over for two e-mails from my writing partners for some reason.

Whatever….

Next up, I’ve been busy the last week with the birth of my son. It’s a frigging amazing thing, becoming a parent. All I want to do is sit and hold him all the time though I know that’s impossible. Still, it’s all I want to do. But I can’t not do anything else….

I started a new job last, last Monday. It’s retail, it sucks, it’ll last until the economy improves and I can find a real job. This is going to take up a shitload of time because the person in charge of scheduling, whom from this moment on I will call “the Manager”, has me working seven or eight straight days, starting later today. The Manager needs to learn how to make schedules because working hours like that will burn anyone who works in retail out. And it’s not a good way to save money for the owners.

Because of this, I’m going to have to drop one of my projects and it’s going to be the play adaptation. It’s not one of my own projects, I’m not getting paid for it, and all along this thing I’ve gotten nothing but headaches. I’m still going to be writing the 100 words because it’s fun and I’m going to continue to work on that new project with my friend I discussed earlier. I’ve already sent her some stuff and will write some more and send it to her hopefully by Friday.

That’s all for now. Time for bed….

100 words

But now, especially the last two, they have been parts of a story, and had guns mentioned in them. Not that guns are a bad thing. It’s just that two in a row is boring.

I think I know why I’m writing only part of a story; I like the idea of being dropped into the middle of something and not know what’s going on. You have to take a step back and say, ‘Who is this guy? How did he fall and hurt his head? And where is he going with that gun?’ You have to use your imagination a little.

The only problem is that it doesn’t give the person who follows me much to go on. Should I worry about that? I don’t think so. The only real rule is to hit 100 words. The story can be about anything. Though I am the only one who uses any sort of dialogue on an almost regular basis.

I just write what comes to me.

On the flip side, I think I need to work on these stories a bit to tighten them up. All of them need a work, some more than others. The stories I put up are the stories I send out to my group, usually as is. I have, on occasion, changed a word here or there, but nothing drastic. For example, I changed the word ‘fed’ to feed’ in ‘birds-of-despair’. I am going to make minor adjustments. Nothing more.

In other news….

Hopefully this week I’ll be able to meet up with my friend to discuss this project I have in mind. It could be really cool or really dumb.

Obviously I’m hoping for the cool.