No more Nanowrimo!

    The story died in my hands…. Well actually, it died in mind which is a more chilling death. Conquering Nanowrimo would’ve been a high point in my year. I have a problem with puting a piece of fiction out there without any thought whatsoever. It has to be utter perfection. Since this blog is my journal, I’m not obliged to put a perfect piece out here.

    There are other writing projects in the works from me. It turns out that writing.com didn’t delete my account for being inactive which is great for me. There are a lot of choices when it comes to writing contests there. The deadlines they have are usually two weeks to a month when the contest gets posted. The exceptions are the flash fiction contests which are daily.

    Writing.com is going to be my practice writing site because I’m uneasy about posting my original work. I’m not worried about someone stealing my story ( whenever you post a work on the site, it is automatically copyrighted), but I have my own reasons.

     Last Saturday was my aunt’s fifty first birthday. My mom, grandma, cousin, and I came so early to the party that we didn’t know if the party ended, or the venue was changed for the birthday party. About a half hour later, my aunt comes in with a large box filled with crabs. The crabs were yummy! They were cooked well and had a lot of meat for whole crabs. My hands have cuts from the maybe seven crabs I had. The party livened up when my older cousins and my older sister came. My niece who is eighteen or nineteen now said the funniest thing that night, " It might be just me, but Usher looks like a Ninja turtle." Everyone was rolling after that.  Good times…..