Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Nanowrimo 2011-- in progress

Yes, I am participating in Nanowrimo again this year, and have 11,958 words written before writing today. I am procrastinating, of course, but intend to write another 1700 tonight. I made soup for the family (and cookies!), so I've bought myself a little time.

The title this year is Granite, and it is a story of a boy who goes missing. Another bleak tale, which is what November seems to bring out in me.

I never did post Silence, and maybe I never will. But if anybody asked me nicely, maybe I would.

Friday, October 7, 2011

For my readers on dial-up

It occurred to me that the graphics could be keeping some of my readers from being able to load the novels. I liked the way it looked, but a plainer format would help people still on dial-up or low-speed internet connections. So, with all of you in mind, I have changed back to a plain format, removed the painting of Ginger Healey, and widened the entire blog (mostly I did that last part, because I just figured out I could...). Now I will see if more people can access this blog. Leave me a message if you like this format better. And don't forget to "like" Ginger Healey on Facebook.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Another Reader

Got the Silence manuscript back from my other friends and gave it to another friend who seemed to enjoy it, as did her sister. She liked the prelude, whereas the first friend didn't. They thought it held together better, even though it is a loosely joined bunch of short stories, than the other novels I wrote.

My first friend said she thought it was a little dark and that she'd like to read something lighter--the second friend and I recommended any of the first three I wrote, none of which she'd read yet.

My third friend now has the manuscript in her possession, but it will probably be a long time until she gets it read. The last time I gave her a manuscript she lost it under her bed for about half a year.

Are these reader friends of mine typical? I would love to hear what you think--is it just hard these days to get people to sit down and read something, or should I take this personally?

Sunday, April 17, 2011

At a party last night, I met up with the friend who has been reading my latest Nanowrimo entry. She says now her husband is reading it. He wondered if I ever knew a tongueless man. I thought I had hit on a character no-one could accuse me of copying from my own life. I can't decide what to do with Silence. Should I post it here? Should I just post part of it here? Should I turn it into an ebook, or a print copy to purchase? Or should I just be happy that people around the world can meet the tongueless man?

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Did anybody notice that the other week I removed over 2000 words from Pony? All for the best, I might add.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Starting up again

I haven't posted my fourth NaNoWriMo submission yet, which I completed on November 30, 2010. It is named Silence and is a loosely entwined set of short stories. Only three people have read it yet. One daughter liked it very much, and the other daughter was too embarrassed by its sexual content to read beyond the first few chapters. I wish she had, as it became a lot more tame after that. I am awaiting the commentary by a friend before deciding whether to post it or not.

Thursday, February 18, 2010


Here is 2009's Nanowrimo submission--my third one, now named Pony:


Thisbe Thane was quite small when she decided she loved horses. Maybe it had something to do with the ponies on her crib. They were painted wooden cutouts applied to each end, with happy smiles and swishing tails. Her mother used to bob the little baby Thisbe on her knee, repeatedly saying, “Let's go get that pony!” while moving her tantalizingly towards said ponies. Of course this led to a later interest in horses. The real ones weren't so gaily painted or so friendly as the crib ones, but some residual memory of these cutouts were probably the reason for her later interest.

Monday, November 9, 2009


This is my second Nanowrimo submission, written during November, 2008:

Go to YouTube to sing along with The Ballad of Ginger Healey:
She got on a bus one day
dark hair and ragged clothes
came out of a terminal
dyed hair and panty hose.
Nothing in her pocket
but a toothbrush and a comb
determined to start over
and leave her former home.
Headed out west
to a diner on the edge
where no one knows her name
there's no dividing wedge.
Ginger Healey! A new beginning for you: don't forget where you've been, or where you're going to. Ginger Healey! A legend in her own mind: look forward to the future, don't forget what you left behind.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008


Ok, this is the next one, the one I'm working on, the one about Ginger Healey. It is all the same story, and I am into it about 18,500 words worth. But this is no poetry. I will post it all when it is done, so it will be in one piece. If it is too long, and that is not possible, I will make a new blog, and give the name of it here.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

The Next One

Ok, I just signed up for Nanowrimo for the second year. Haven't named my next novel yet, but I may be creating a new blog for it. Or maybe using this one--I'm not sure. No ideas yet, either. Well, stay posted.....