A new start after NaNoWriMo


Posted by Jodi | Posted in Working on my Craft | Posted on 08-12-2013

I had a chance to talk with a good friend over coffee. It seems I have been more than a little confusing with my posts lately. I thought I would show you what I had written, then show you how I improved it. That left a combobulated trail to follow. Starting this week I will simply post 2 pages of my latest story. I will post them 1, 2 etc. in the order to read them.

This story is titled ‘Misty’s Magical Shed. It is taken from my 2012 attempt for NaNoWriMo. I only completed 36,000 words, but am proud of the story and the characters. It is a fun attempt for me with Mid-Grade Fantasy.  There is so much more to the story than what I am going to share with you, so if you like it let me know. I have thoughts and ideas of other stories that can evolve from additional material I have written

Looking forward to sharing this with you.

Thx again, Jodi

Fyi: combobulated= totally confusing and mixed up.

NaNoWriMo Winner 2013


Posted by Jodi | Posted in Working on my Craft | Posted on 30-11-2013

2013-NaNoWri MoWinner

I did it. Final word count for Oh What Fools We Be: 50,359

NaNoWriMo 2013


Posted by Jodi | Posted in Working on my Craft | Posted on 22-11-2013

 It’s coming up on the final week of NaNoWriMo, and I’m barely over halfway there. I’m going to work really heard this week to catch up.

The story about Zoe and the plot to wipe intelligent life from planets, so the mineral riches can be mind without hindrance, has taken several turns, Zoe herself has given me startling information about her past. It has not always been a bed of roses, so to speak. As a matter of fact I’ve resisted what she has told me happened. But as a writer I must let my characters be who they are. Besides that I admire this woman, More than that I like her. I hope, when I have time to edit, readers will care for her as much as I do.

Time to get back to NaNo. Wish me luck.



Hello in the middle of NaNo Month


Posted by Jodi | Posted in Working on my Craft | Posted on 17-11-2013

Halfway through the month of November and I am far from halfway through the words needed to win at NaNoWriMo. Still it does not seem that far out of reach. If I make some significant headway today, there is still hope. I am happy with the story. The characters are surprising me. Here is the excerpt I posted to the NaNoWriMo website. I know there are errors. These can be fixed later. The intent now is to write and surpass the 50,000 words I have been challenged to write.

Oh What Fools We Be

Dark and moldy, the air was almost too heavy to breathe. Every time she opened her mouth to scream, something foul and sticky, she couldn’t see, tried to force its way down her throat. Zoe Lemolyn couldn’t remember how long she’d been here. At first she tried to count the minutes, but that had been so long ago. Long enough that she’d stopped using her stage; name Zoe Iona, when she thought of herself. Lemolyn, her family name hadn’t been part of her history for most of her adult life. The family she could no longer remember had long been dead in her mind. Once she had hoped, but now she was forced to accept what fate dictated. I’m just lucky, she realized. At least that’s what she had to keep telling herself. Still she clung to the family and the name that held meaning for her.

Chains rattled. Metal groaned. Somewhere deep in the bowels of what had to be a ship, pleas for food and water stretched long agonizing fingers that dug into her heart. No words, just sensations stung with each imploring request. Zoe’s stomach growled when one of those pleas turned to gratitude. Too quick, it revolved to disgust when overpowering flavors of mold and rot dug into starving taste buds.

“Zoe? Pst, Zoe are you awake?” A childlike voice twisted over the grate of metal on metal.

“Wh…What?” Zoe should know the voice. But try as she could there was no face to join with the words.

“Come on Zoe. Answer me, please.” The childish whine broke through Zoe’s self absorption.

“Amby?” Now she remembered. The child was chained in the bunk over her. “What do you want?”

“I don’t feel so good. Why did they stick me?”

Next up, NaNoWriMo 2013


Posted by Jodi | Posted in Working on my Craft | Posted on 30-10-2013

Even though The Surrey International Writers’ Conference 2013 is not quite over yet, it’s time to plunge into another endeavor. NaNoWri 2013 starts this Thursday at midnight. I have the charachters. I have the story. I don’t have the title yet, but that will come. Zoe will have her day.

What I mean about Surrey being not quite over yet, is that I still have much to do. It’s time to finish this edit and get work done on my synopsis and query for the current book. I made the pitches. The agents made the requests. It’s up to me to follow through.

I don’t like to be bored. November has already guarnteed me that that will not happen.