Writer's Paradise discussion

Okay, I'm late to this I know. I'll have to add up what I've written since January and get back to you.
I'm aiming for 2000 words each day. I've only written 534 today, but I'm not done yet.

I'm going to try to put little excerpts of what I've written each day so that you all can better understand this scattered, twisted place inside my head. It's frightening really.

I hope this will help force me to buckle down and focus on writing something each day. I'll have to work harder to make sure it is worth reading too since I'll be posting bits here and there.
If you read a grocery list, it was not a productive day.

LOL! Hi Renee! Welcome to the group and good luck with your goal! =)

Thanks Elaine. I have tallied an approximate number for the first few months of 2009 and I have about 118,000 words. So i'll use that number to add on. This includes several short stories, most of Once Bitten and four or five works in progress.

I have written 1126 words today, almost 2000 and I could possibly write tonight. Of course, all the kids were at school until 3pm so it was easy to get some work done. I had to clean a bit too and make a grocery list, I did not use that in the word count although I make a killer list.

I'm going to add my exerpt for today in a while. I have a kid in the tub, one in the basement and a dog licking my feet. It's not really a good time to write too much.

Welcome to the chaos of my brain. Maybe I should have promised a random thoughts posts rather than a piece of what I had written. Nah, then you all would have me committed...until later.
Total written for 2009 so far; 119,126 (or there abouts)

Yay Renee! You found your way here!

*Passes out tinfoil helmets to all the young prose writers*

THere Renee, now go right ahead and let it all hang out, we're ready for any stray brain vibes that might spike from your wonderfully imaginative/horror-loving/prolific/crazy brain.

Introductions are in order. Everyone, this is Renee. she's da bom. Renee, this is everyone. They are great fun too. If you are ever at a loss as to who is who- check out Dee's cubi (the social hangout).

Other fun adults you might not know as well yet are Moi, Sybil, Lauren, teresa... um um- lots of others. :)

Hello, welcome, and I wish I could write 2000 a day, but my brain does not churn out ideas that fast. I'm Marley.

Thanks guys. I don't write 2000 words every day. My total averages about 800, but knowing there are some days that I have not written for various reasons, I'm sure I hit the mark once or twice.

I promised to post an excerpt but the dogs got into the chicken bones and it was a long night. So if the baby's mama ever gets here, I'll put her back to bed and find something to share. She was due 10 minutes ago.

Anyway, hello all and I'll be sure to check out Dee's cubi as well. Hope you got lots of tin foil.

***WARNING**** Graphic violence - if you don't like blood and violence don't read. I've "bleeped" the language.
Paul; you've already read this, but I welcome your feedback.

This is part of a story that I tweaked a bit yesterday. I'd post the first few chapters, but this is the most non-graphic part so far.

Arthur crept down the darkened hallway to his mother’s room. In the past, this had been a dreaded journey that his mother would force him to make. What lay beyond the yellowed, chipped door was far worse than bath time. He had made the trip once tonight and the voice had promised it would be his last. The voice had helped him get through it this time.

Now as he came to the door, excitement coursed through his veins. Unlike all of his previous visits, this time he wanted to open the door. He couldn’t wait to see her face when he showed her his surprise. He’d make sure she paid for every act of degradation he had endured at her hands. The voice had promised she would beg for his forgiveness before they were done.

He could hear her loud snores as he touched the knob. Opening the door, he crept in. It creaked on its rusted hinges and his mother woke from her deep sleep with one last snort.

“Artie? Is that you?” She rasped. She squinted to see better in the darkness and sat up in the bed. “You dirty little b@!#&d. You won’t get another turn on Mama tonight so go back to bed. I won’t let you soil me again Artie so get out before I get the strap.”

“No Ma, you won’t be using the strap tonight. In fact, you won’t use it ever again.” Arthur almost giggled but stopped himself. Grown men did not giggle, and never when they were giving a sinner what they deserved.

"Why you little freak,” his mother kicked at the blanket and struggled to swing her legs to the side of the bed. “Now you’ve done it. Lay on the bed so I can give you your punishment. You do not tell Mama what to do. I think you like the strap, that’s why you’re being so naughty.”

“You lay on the bed Ma and I’m going to show you what punishment really is.”

“What?” She was furious now. Her face reddened and her eyes bulged. Arthur had never used this tone with her before. She had never seen him be a man as he was now.

“I said lay down Ma.” Arthur pulled the strap from behind his back and held it up so that she could see. “It’s your turn tonight. You’ve been a bad mother and now you have to pay the price.”

He wasn’t sure what he expected her to do then, but laughing wasn’t it. She laughed until she began to cough. Her breath rasped in her chest but still she laughed at him.

“So that’s how you want it?” She lie down and spread her arms wide. “I guess you can’t pay a whore enough to do it for you so now I have to let you do that too. Do your worst Artie but be quick about it. I want to go back to sleep, and don’t be thinking you’ll get to climb on me again. It’s not happening.”

He stood there for a moment, stunned at her lack of fear. “Give her what she wants Arthur. Show her the man you’ve become.” The voice urged and he began to move closer to the bed.

His fingers were numb as he tightened his grip on the strap. He couldn’t believe his mother was just going to lay there and let him do this. However, there she was grinning her toothless grin at him and licking her lips in anticipation.

“You don’t have the balls to do it.” She taunted. “Give the strap to Mama and I’ll show you how it’s done. Come on you stupid f@#%, give me the strap.”

Something snapped inside Arthur then. As his mother reached for the strap he brought it back and snapped her hand. She recoiled in pain and he swung it down across her breasts.

“Artie!” She shrieked and rolled toward the edge of the bed. “That’s enough! I’m serious now boy.”

Arthur brought the strap down once more, striking her cheek. Blood sprayed across the pillows. The sight of it fueled Arthur’s rage as he brought it down repeatedly until she stopped fighting. She lay there moaning like a wounded cat.

“Stop Arthur or she won’t be around for the fun part. You want her to see the surprise.” The voice whispered.

Arthur tossed the strap to the floor and retrieved the saw from behind the door. The steel caught the streetlight’s glare from the window as he held it up high so that she could see it clearly.

“What’s that?” She muttered. “What do you think you’re doing with that Artie?”
“I’m going to teach you a lesson Ma.” Arthur told her. “Now that we’ve warmed up, the real punishment can begin. Where you’re going, you won’t have to worry about my dirty mouth, or anyone else’s.”


A bit heavy I know, but I have been excited about this one for a while and had to find a piece I could share without completely scaring everyone away. I wanted to see how far I could push the limits of violence and graphic content while still keeping a reader riveted and needing to read more.It's hard to go there when your reader has to close the book every few minutes to take a breath. Opinions are welcome.

AARRGHH good reads just at my very well thought out comment. I hate it when that happens.

Ok the jist was- this creeps me out but I think that is your purpose so good job.

Some diologue could lose a few words to sound more natural.
"Lay (on the bed= down) so I can give you your punishment. You (do not= don't) tell Mama what to do"

And her last line is awfully long for someone who just got the crap beat out of them. I would think she would be more disjointed- like, "what? what's that? Artie? what are you doing?" or "what? Artie, what... no, keep that away.. why... OOOH The humanity of it all!!!" okay I'm kidding, but I think my vocabulary would have been reduced to sniveling, hiccupping and the occasional swearword mixed with prayers (not prayers really but lots of Oh God's)after an experience like that.

BTW, you should post a link to your once bitten chapters so that the vampire loving folk here, which is most of them (Dee has Edward from Twilight living in her cubi full-time), can read your wonderful vamp story.

It's really good- and not nearly as twisted as this last one.

I felt the flow was kind of wierd. Thanks Wendy.
I know she talks a lot. It's just that the mother is kind of based on someone I know and that woman wouldn't stop talking with all of her limbs removed and the killer working on her tongue, she's tough.
And yes, it's supposed to creep you out. It's supposed to make your stomach churn and make you grimace while reading. The rest of it will probably never see the light of day, but I wanted to share some of it for feedback.

Everyone else;

Here's the link for Once Bitten
A vampire story
http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/3...
I haven't done revisions since posting for review. I'm leaving it a while longer yet and then I'll ignore everyone while I rip it to pieces.

But Renee- was that Happiness HIlls or was that a different thing?

Oh that wasn't Happiness Hills, no not at all. That was from the one I'm calling Arthur right now. It used to be called Norman, but I changed his name.

Happiness HIlls is much better than that one, but it has been worked and reworked several times. Arthur is in its extremely rough stages. It's not even half finished.

oh- I'd read part of happiness hills and couldn't remember how this fit in. Oh- so it doesn't. much better sense.

Good. We're all straight here on what is what.

So far I have posted Arthur, who used to be Norman, who is a serial killer. He begins his career by chopping his mother to manageable pieces so he can stuff her in the wood furnace.

Then there is Once Bitten - vampire story, not at all like Twilight although thre is one line that is the same. That is odd since I've never read or watched anything to do with Twilight. I may have to now.

And here are the other things I'm working on:

Happiness Hills is being edited, its about a demon. I'll post after edit.

Rowan is a young girl whose mother sells her to a brothel. With the aid of voodoo, black magic, our little cajun queen becomes everyone's worst nightmare.

Getting away with it is about a guy name Jack. Jack gets rid of seven people in his life and he gets away with it all, or does he?

Fake is about four friends who go on a yearly retreat to somewhere secluded. They borrow a cabin from the boyfriend of one of the girls and find out it is haunted. After much chaos and destruction and crazy deaths, they find out a ghost is the least of their worries.

I won't bother with the short stories, and children's books at this point. It would confuse things.
I'm at around 1500 words today, I'll give a final total tonight.

Hey Renee;

Welcome to the cube farm. I see you've settled in.

Looks around at decor

Um... what is it you call this style?

Wow, I liked the paragraph you wrote in Message 7, Renee.

I'll go read Once Bitten :D I have a feeling I will like it too

-dashes off-

Ummm...I'm not sure. I think it's sort of junkyard chic with a little post modern psycho thrown in. I'm trying to make it inviting.

Thanks uh - I think I'll call you X.

You can call me Ray :) {But X is fine, too}

RAy is better. I like your profile pic. Very vampire-like.

*brings in a special order leg-lamp (like the christmas story) and sets it on the table by the window*

There! now we'll all be able to see if your in or not. Some people use a candle in the window, but I thought this was more appropriate.

(careful not to put a run in the fishnet stockings- they're collectors items)

Thanks Wendy, I love it!! But what will you use in the dining room now?

Don't worry, I'm set.
I still have THe nifty lamp from my wedding that used to be white, but is now kinda' silver on account of all the duct-tape holding it together.

I love duct tape. Maybe I can use that to get the body in the corner to sit up right. It's distracting with him all slumped over like that.
"Come on buddy, you've been dead for a week, quit pouting about it." Dead people are so depressing.

lol

Hey Renee,
Welcome to the group. I look forward to reading mmore of your stories :]

Sorry I missed you when you stopped by my cubical. Hope Edward kept you entertained :]

Outstanding word counts by the way!

Wishing you a most wonderful weekend (do you Twitter?)

I used to Twitter until my computer had his stroke. Now he doesn't like to Twitter very much. Now and then I manage a post or two while he's dozing.

This Edward Character is intriguing. I'm beginning to wish I had met him before.

P.S.
Stop by Alice's restaurant anytime... we'r just out back and down the tracks... the coffee's always on and there's sticky buns in the oven.

I'm there Gwen. As soon as I take care of this diaper. NOt mine, it's still good.

Renee, my'dear (it's great when you get some grey hair and a white beard, you can call most people m'dear) I have some padded chains in my tower. If you hoist carefully, people can be tormented by insects and thirst much longer than with ropes.

Feel free, we're, after all, all friends here :)

"diaper. NOt mine, it's still good"

Sure Renee, we believe you. REally we do.
*drops bag of Depends off beside the leg-lamp*

Oh Paul, you are a dear yourself. I will certainly try those out. Any volunteers?

Wendy;
God! Put them behind the table at least. You are ruining my image.
**thanks, I only had one left**

Okay, I've written 2181 words today. I'm very proud of myself. My total now is 121,307 for 2009.
that's like a whole book in five months. If I could edit with any sort of competency, or focus on one idea at a time, I might be able to get one of these bad boys published.
Ah well, I write because I can't stop myself. I don't know how I managed all these years leaving the voices in my head. IT's much better now that they're out. Most of them anyway.

Hey Renee! Welcome! Hope you love this group!

Here's an invite to my party:

Tink cordially invites you to a...

ROCKING PARTY!

When: 5/29/09-6/1/09
Where: My cubi
Why: To celebrate the end of Soulfire! (my novel)

Attendance is optional, excitement mandatory.

I'll be there. First I must shave my legs. It will be sunny tomorrow and my pasty, slightly hairy skin is in desperate need of some sun.

Hmmmm....something is not right here. **checks bodies, all there except of course the one Wendy stole. <>**
Where is my coffee maker? I can't write without coffee. I can't function at all without my coffee. Shoot, now I have to make instant. I'll find the coffee thief and they will pay. Maybe a little Bailey's will fix this instant crap.

Yesterday's word count 2423 words. Bringing the grand total to: 123,730. Without my coffee, it won't be as impressive today.

It must've been the poltergeist that lives in your belfries that stole your coffee- I hate the stuff. Give me a steaming cup of chocolate or even OJ and I'm a happy camper.

And I'm really sorry about the whole body issue- I'll try to find a replacement for you. I hear the tax guys are making the rounds for property tax assessing soon, we'll see who turns up.

That's okay Wendy. I found a few candidates today at Walmart. i was looking for an external disk drive so I can set up the internet on my laptop, Kurt gets gift cards for every 3 months he has no missed days. Anyway we had a few not used so we thought we'd look there.

After looking for at least 20 minutes I finally found someone who worked in electronics. Two people actually, they were chatting next door in sports. But anyway, they didn't know, where did I look, everything has been changed around and they don't know where to find anything.....it's three damned aisles for crying out loud. That's it, one is computers, one is hardware for computers, and one is memory, peripherals, etc. How can you not know. After following them around while they wandered aimlessly up and down the aisles, I asked if I could see a manager. He/she would know where to find them, right.

They had been looking all morning for a manager and couldn't find one. so....um....is there no manager in the entire store that can help me? Their reply; "I think we don't have those anymore. Ya, I'm pretty sure we aren't going to carry those at all."

Okay, well shove it up your-never mind. So I plan on going back and finding these two and possibly their manager and adding them to the collection. You can make furniture out of one if you want. The guy was freaky tall, his leg would make a nice hat rack. His arm could be a curtain rod or something.

At the end of the day we went somewhere else and $300 later, my laptop has internet. Yay!!!

Okay, today's total; 2252 words.
for a grand total of; 125,982 words

I would have had more but I found boggle online. I am addicted and I need help. Hey, I brought it with me, anyone want to play? Here's what we have;

W R G T
S O L H
E S A K
M R P L

I've got: gloss, loss, ass, grow and lap.
You have 30 seconds to come up with your words. No cheating!! Then it's your shake.

roar, pal, harp, rose, grow, mess,gross

SITH
HYUS
LOME
NTYR

I get: sh*t, not, my,me,sit,mouth,muse

your turn.

Hey just stopped by to say welcome as well. Your writing is pretty fantastic, I know I'm a fan of graphic violence :D

Your wordcount is great and glad to see that you're going strong, sometimes it's hard to get back in the swing of things.

Thanks Lauren I'm glad to find someone who loves a good tale of blood and gore. I have more to share but I want to edit a bit first. Hearing someone likes what I've done is the best motivation.
The word count is a new goal. I was just writing what I could and I wasn't keeping track. Now that I am, I force myself to writing something every day. Even if it is a grocery list.

Wendy;
I got shy home lot shot hum

Next one;

B K L O
S R E L
M W I O
F G S T

i got' toe sill still ill gill

anyone else?

skrew, well,kleit, writ, wit hmmm. kleit isn't in my diccionary- how do you spell the little spikes on the bottom of a sports shoe?

ANTI
DISE
STAB
LISH

That would be cleat. Good try though. Hmm...this one is hard. How about; ant ties best stab ads stint slit lit list sash....okay it's an easy one.

I'm trying to polish something new I've been working on. Hopefully I'll have it posted today. Maybe two things, I don't know.

Hopee you have a happy June Renee!

when the rain stops it will be a very happy June. thanks!

you're welcome!

Okay, total word count for today is 2340 words.
Total=128,322

Here's what I've been working on this week. Very rough draft. It's book one in a seven part book. Sort of like short stories about one guy. you'll get it when you read it.

http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/4...

Thanks page, today's count isn't looking good. Unless I get to it when the kids go to bed. Possible if I don't turn on the TV.

I'm new to this group. This is motivating, having a goal every day where I have to "report" what I've done. I've managed to write a lot more this way.

Ummm...I mean thanks Paige.