Site is progressing nicely. I was checking out some places where I could advertise online. Found some good spots. Also, I created the "official" facebook page for gazoonga but don't plan to push anything until I can get that new ip addie this Friday. It doesn't help to spread the word if nobody can access the site from work or school afterall....
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Mobile Post Number 1
Okay, so it's a little past five in the morning and I've been up since three thirty. I'm obviously not getting any sleep, so here I go testing mobile blogger....
Monday, October 11, 2010
It Lives! ... Still!
Ahem ... well, it died; then it sprung back from the trash's bowels. I know, I know ... verging on the cliche, but what the hell? I started this project in October of 2004 and now it's the middle of October 2010!
Holy minarets, Bat-Man!
I didn't know that when I started Rivals the novel would be lost completely only to be started again from a completely different perspective -- point of view. The narrator has changed completely. The original characters will remain in the finished piece, but they won't be the main players. The story won't be told from the original guy's point of view.
Heh -- whod'a thunk?
Now I have pages in my drawer ... and I'm trying to finish the story before I have a diabetic stroke ... or else get stabbed on the bus by some other vato who doesn't like the way I'm looking at him (or the way his chick's looking at me) haha
At any rate -- it feels good to be back to writing again....
Holy minarets, Bat-Man!
I didn't know that when I started Rivals the novel would be lost completely only to be started again from a completely different perspective -- point of view. The narrator has changed completely. The original characters will remain in the finished piece, but they won't be the main players. The story won't be told from the original guy's point of view.
Heh -- whod'a thunk?
Now I have pages in my drawer ... and I'm trying to finish the story before I have a diabetic stroke ... or else get stabbed on the bus by some other vato who doesn't like the way I'm looking at him (or the way his chick's looking at me) haha
At any rate -- it feels good to be back to writing again....
Sunday, November 1, 2009
It Lives!
Ah, this novel has become the albatross hanging around my neck.... I need wind in my sails! Ha! Oh well, it's okay. It's like a big piece of cake I come back to now and again to take a bite out of. Eventually, I'll be done with the whole thing and, when people ask, I can still say it was a piece of cake to write -- eh? :)
At any rate, I'm off to my new start but I've been distracted with the daily struggles of life these past few months -- really working on the lowest rungs of Maslow's hierarchy of needs. Now, things are settling down though and I've recently had more time to refocus on "my craft or sullen art...."
I'll start carrying a digital camera around with me and photographing things around town. As the pics collect, I'll post them here and on facebook to let anyone who might be interested have a look-see. [Thanks to Lucia Stanica for the inspiration to get me back to my shutterbug self again, btw.]
At any rate, I'm off to my new start but I've been distracted with the daily struggles of life these past few months -- really working on the lowest rungs of Maslow's hierarchy of needs. Now, things are settling down though and I've recently had more time to refocus on "my craft or sullen art...."
I'll start carrying a digital camera around with me and photographing things around town. As the pics collect, I'll post them here and on facebook to let anyone who might be interested have a look-see. [Thanks to Lucia Stanica for the inspiration to get me back to my shutterbug self again, btw.]
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Novel: Update
About ten thousand words into this novel, I've decided to start from scratch. I'm not changing the story but the way in which I tell the story. Specifically, I've moved from a first-person, limited pov to something else. It's a sort of meta perspective I feel is more appropriate to the story and makes it more interesting for the reader.
Strangely enough, by tossing the old way of telling the story into the shit-can, I feel as if I've made a huge leap ahead in the writing of this book. I feel liberated from something stale and still; fallen into something dynamic and exciting.
Strangely enough, by tossing the old way of telling the story into the shit-can, I feel as if I've made a huge leap ahead in the writing of this book. I feel liberated from something stale and still; fallen into something dynamic and exciting.
Novel: Update
Now that I've gotten the actual format of my novel settled, I've focused on the timeline and am happy to report I've got that settled as well. The exact dates are in place and all that remains now is to make the entries required.
I've been flirting with creating a dossier for each of the main characters and feel I may actually begin that process tomorrow. I want to create an actual folder for each character -- complete with photos downloaded from the internet at random (likely photobucket). Sorry random people I select to be the physical representatives of my characters. What can I say? I selected you because I have good taste!
Okay -- back to work now....
I've been flirting with creating a dossier for each of the main characters and feel I may actually begin that process tomorrow. I want to create an actual folder for each character -- complete with photos downloaded from the internet at random (likely photobucket). Sorry random people I select to be the physical representatives of my characters. What can I say? I selected you because I have good taste!
Okay -- back to work now....
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Poem: "Luna"
Luna
O, white and tranquil summer moon,
Silent disk of placid light,
Let me never see another noon,
But live forever in this night.
The clouds endeavor to hide your face,
But their existence is fragile and they soon divide,
As I who live to see your grace
Ride a ripple of life that will soon subside.
But you, sweet moon, will yet remain
To light the night for children's eyes,
And by your light will lovers love,
And mothers sing their lullabies.
~Mike Duron (Alaska, 1999)
O, white and tranquil summer moon,
Silent disk of placid light,
Let me never see another noon,
But live forever in this night.
The clouds endeavor to hide your face,
But their existence is fragile and they soon divide,
As I who live to see your grace
Ride a ripple of life that will soon subside.
But you, sweet moon, will yet remain
To light the night for children's eyes,
And by your light will lovers love,
And mothers sing their lullabies.
~Mike Duron (Alaska, 1999)
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