For the final day, a few sentences.
Word count: 50,151
Last lines:
"Thus ends a poor excuse for a life," Blanchard said. He fished in Barber's coat pockets and found the key to my handcuffs. He unlocked them quickly.
"I don't know what to say," I told him.
"How about 'thank you,' for a start."
"Thanks."
This is the archived edition of a blog (first titled Copy Massage)
kept from Sept. 4, 2003, to June 4, 2007, by Clay Wirestone.
The original description: "Twentysomething editor / designer /
reviewer / blogger / cartoonist Clay McCuistion muses on copy,
editing and the changing media landscape."
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
Monday, November 21, 2005
Sunday, November 20, 2005
Nano Update
Word count: 31,146
Last sentence: "Don’t look for me until you’re there."
Don't worry. Soon I will return to writing about editing and assorted issues. Only 10 days of National Novel Writing Month remain. But the siren's song of fiction compels me for now.
Last sentence: "Don’t look for me until you’re there."
Don't worry. Soon I will return to writing about editing and assorted issues. Only 10 days of National Novel Writing Month remain. But the siren's song of fiction compels me for now.
Saturday, November 19, 2005
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Nano Update
Word count: 26,144
Last sentence: "But the town’s spirit could now be glimpsed only in the low buildings hugging the shoreline of the river that snaked alone its borders."
I apologize for the construction of the sentence. But such are the challenges of cranking out a novel in 30 days. I must serve the word count. I must serve the word count.
Last sentence: "But the town’s spirit could now be glimpsed only in the low buildings hugging the shoreline of the river that snaked alone its borders."
I apologize for the construction of the sentence. But such are the challenges of cranking out a novel in 30 days. I must serve the word count. I must serve the word count.
Thursday, November 10, 2005
Nano Update
As you might be able to discern, I've written like a busy bee the last few days. If a busy bee could write, that is.
Word count: 17,141
Word count: 17,141
Last sentence: "But in a situation like this, it's simply indecent."
Friday, November 4, 2005
Nano Update
Word count: 8,186.
Last sentence(s): "How I could I weave these disparate strands into something coherent? I had two hours."
Last sentence(s): "How I could I weave these disparate strands into something coherent? I had two hours."
Thursday, November 3, 2005
Nano Update
Word count: 6,180
Last sentence: "I had to keep Lyle, who managed to take nice photographs when not blitzed out of his mind."
Last sentence: "I had to keep Lyle, who managed to take nice photographs when not blitzed out of his mind."
Wednesday, November 2, 2005
Tuesday, November 1, 2005
National Novel Writing Month
Once again, I'm embarking the adventure National Novel Writing Month. In 30 days, I'll try to produce a 50,000-word manuscript.
I expect this to impede blogging a bit. I'll try to add copy editing tidbits here and there, but who knows how substantial or flavorful those tidbits will be.
As a backup, each day I'll post the word count from my novel (tentatively titled Pandemic) and my last sentence from the day's writing. When December rolls around, the thrills should resume.
Word count: 1,812
Last sentence: "I saw stars, then nothing."
I expect this to impede blogging a bit. I'll try to add copy editing tidbits here and there, but who knows how substantial or flavorful those tidbits will be.
As a backup, each day I'll post the word count from my novel (tentatively titled Pandemic) and my last sentence from the day's writing. When December rolls around, the thrills should resume.
Word count: 1,812
Last sentence: "I saw stars, then nothing."
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