National November Writing Month.

Every year folks join in and try to write a 50,000 word novella during the month of November. There are regional groups that encourage people to participate in 'write-ins' where you meet up, and work on your book, hang out, provide critique all of that good stuff. It's very ad-hoc and a very fun thing to do. This year will be my first year actively participating, but I hosted a write-in last year and met some great people, one of which actually came in the top 5 of all the national participants. 

luke, I liked it. other than some missing words here and there, its good.

I liked the mashup of different celebrities.
Love the TAT reference. 

It was a dream I had sunday night. 

neato.

my dreams arent nearly that coherent. 

my dreams are the equivalent on falling down a staircase on acid 

So is this thread really for people who like to write, or is it just a thread for people who like to make fun of other peoples writings? 

...didn't think much fun was made in this thread actually 

What a silly sentence. 

Good good, just checking.

Because I like to write, and I'm always looking for somewhere where I can get input, and not be made fun of too much. 

a little from column a,
a little from columb b.

seriously though, we all have respect for each other.
no one really "mocks" anyone elses work.

except rabbi's stuff. its shallow and pedantic. 

saying "good good" is too repititious. How silly. 

We try to be constructive. But if you write something ridiculous, don't be surprised if laughs are had. 

except rabbi's stuff. its shallow and pedantic.

And it's gay.
It's very, very gay.

So gay. 

saying gay a lot is repetitive. How gay 

masterblaster said:

a little from column a,
a little from columb b.

seriously though, we all have respect for each other.
no one really "mocks" anyone elses work.

except rabbi's stuff. its shallow and pedantic.

yes yes... pedantic. Well I'll post a little something up soon and see what you guys think. I'm starting a new story, it's about 12 pages sofar, but I don't have it here. (At work atm) 

rabbiwanna said:

We try to be constructive. But if you write something ridiculous, don't be surprised if laughs are had.

define, ridiculous. 

define, ridiculous.

And you're a writer? 

rabbiwanna said:

And you're a writer?

I just don't know what you personally term as ridiculous. Like, silly poems, emo shit, or just general bad writing? 

All of that.

Outlandish metaphors.
Diction that borders on caricature.
Repeated mistakes in word choice.
And so on.

No one's going to mock you, but if you put up something like "The moon in the October sky was yellow like his herpetic, jaundiced eyes", someone's going to point it out, and there might be a joke made. 

you really dont need to be worried about posting your stuff and getting "laughed at".

If you're serious about your craft and dedicated, it'll come thru even if you theres improvements to be made.

no one's going to judge you or anything. 

No-one takes this thread more seriously than I.

This is the whisky thread, yeah? 

It's one thing if you don't think we're going to give genuine responses,
But if you're so afraid of negative reactions that you won't post, how serious can you really be about wanting to be a writer? 

I dont think its that.

this thread is for critical and genuine feedback. Fazed has its share of sarcastic snarky assholes who say anything they want, but mostly people who are serious about their craft are the only ones in here. I think thats what she's asking? 

It's a she?

Great. 

Rabbs, you've critiqued me before. Thank you for that. 

I oscillate between avuncular and cantankerous,
When I have the time. 

rabbiwanna said:

All of that.

Outlandish metaphors.
Diction that borders on caricature.
Repeated mistakes in word choice.
And so on.

No one's going to mock you, but if you put up something like "The moon in the October sky was yellow like his herpetic, jaundiced eyes", someone's going to point it out, and there might be a joke made.

yeah no... I don't write like that. Well that's good to know anyway. 

What do you write?

Are you really a woman?
Because, you know,
All the best writers are male.
Like Hemingway and Carver and Virginia Woolf. 

No, I'm a guy. I write mostly sci-fi/horror. I've written a few poems/songs too, mostly for a band that a few friends and I started a few years ago and it didn't really go anywhere. 

Mmmmyes...how very pedestrian and bland.

http://www.moviezeal.com/wp-content/uploads/anton_critic.jpg 

You referring to me? 

Nono, it was a joke.
I remember at first, that's how I pictured rabbs, when I first joined and read some of the thread.

Now he's just good people, and I respect his and Midge's writing. 

Take it back, crackerjack. 

I write mostly sci-fi/horror.

me too! 

Shibbyadam said:

Nono, it was a joke.
I remember at first, that's how I pictured rabbs, when I first joined and read some of the thread.

Now he's just good people, and I respect his and Midge's writing.

Oh ok.

Well I'm digging for something for you guys to sample, I don't have much available atm. 

WAY TO BUILD US UP AND LET US DOWN, JERK 

FINE JERK. I'll post you up a few paragraphs. 

He is just a little kid. No more than 6, when the kite comes down from the sky. At least that’s what it looks like to him. He looks for a string, but finds nothing. When he touches the kite, it doesn’t feel like cloth either. It is almost alive, like skin, but it is cold. Well, as cold as things get on a warm, early-summer day in California.
The rounded shape of the kite doesn’t help much either. Maybe it isn’t a kite after all? The boy ponders it over in his head. No, it has to be a kite, what else comes out of the sky, in the middle of a field. Somebody must have lost it.
The little one turns the kite over in his hand, and spies a metal tube sticking partway out of the side of the kite. See? The young boy thinks to himself, it is a kite, here is the tube that helps it fly! 

THUMP.
The boy turns around to see another piece that looks like another kite hit the ground behind him, in the short grass.
THUMP. THUMP.
Two more pieces hit the ground. The second one sort of looks like an arm with a hand attached.
He screams, and starts backpedaling toward what he thinks to be safety. Another piece lands next to him, and he feels warmth. The kid turns to see a head, on fire, rolling through the grass, lighting weeds and leaves on fire as it rolls its way to a stop against a good sized rock. Sparks shoot from the stump that was the spinal cord extruding from the skull. An eye pops out of the head a full two feet, and skitters toward the youngling spinning crazily and spewing more sparks in every direction. The kid screams louder, as he turns and runs full force toward the apartment complex where he lives, a couple hundred yards away. 

Behind him a large smashing noise is heard, and even though the kid hears it, he doesn’t comprehend it. The adrenaline in his system has him running like the devil is on his tail and nothing will stop him. His shoes have wings, and he is flying to the balcony of his second floor apartment, that he shares with his mother and sister.
If he had spared a glance behind him, he would have seen the wreck of a private jet smashing into the ground where he had been standing not thirty seconds before. Three women glide to the ground, the thrusters in their backs glowing dark blue. One of them is missing an arm, which she finds on the ground, and tries to reattach. 

That's all for now. Work in progress. 

interesting stuff.

It feels a little rushed in the beginning.
flesh it out with a little background on the kid. 

That's it for the kid. That's not even the beginning of the book. That's the start of chapter four. The kid is just a segue into the plane crash and the rest of it. 

Here's a poem I wrote at work a while back:

As i sit here
Covered in rust
I wish for beer
but abstain i must

It's not much fun
When the sun sets
But to home i run
To play with my pets

 

Sounds like lyrics that could be put to metal or a female led kick-ass/take names band. Like...perhaps Kitty or something. 

LOL. Now I'm going to hear the lead from kitty reciting it whenever I read it. 

it works great with the verse to What I Always Wanted.

try it out if you dont believe me. 

I tried it out... honestly don't see what you mean. 

thats cause you have no rhythm... 

I mustave been trying to apply it at the wrong spots. Maybe a Serj Tankian song would work better.