Beth Burnett

Storyteller

It’s been a month of ups and downs with NaNoWriMo – yesterday, for the first time since November 6th, I actually hit the target of where the NaNo site said I should be in order to finish this project.   I’ve gone days without writing and I’ve had days where I’ve busted out 5,000 words. …

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I’m sad. I’m just feeling a little sad today. I shouldn’t be. After all, it’s day seven of NaNoWriMo and I’m averaging about 2,000 words a day. I’m healthy. The weather hasn’t gotten awful yet. But my birthday is two weeks from today and I’m thinking about money and how stressful the lack of it can …

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It’s November and you know what that means – NaNoWriMo. That means your writer friends who are participating this year are already hunkered down over their keyboards, possibly crying, pounding out words as fast as they can because, after all, if you can write 9,000 words on the first, you only have 41,000 to go …

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Look. I know my novel is important. I know I need to sit down every day and put words into my current work in progress. But I have other things to do! There are short story contests to enter. There’s bad poetry to write. There’s my very demanding Patreon audience. Don’t even get me started …

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Many years ago, a character popped into my mind and never left. He was a loner—obese, disfigured, quiet and full of self-doubt—but he had an inner well of strength that he almost knew was there. His name was Coyote Jones and for years, maybe even a decade, I tried to put him into various situations …

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