Tag: working titles

Working title projects are those which are in development. This is a catch-all tag to keep things tidy.~

I don’t know what this year holds, so I’m not expecting anything major. What I do know is that I will conduct Janepedia differently—probably more so than ever before, like I’m a totally different person. Because I kind of am.

Aside from working to be more open about my dissociative identity disorder on my blog, I’m considering serializing a novel I’m writing instead of first going the traditional publishing vs. indie publishing routes.

NaNoWriMo illustration; I don't know how to describe it, but each syllable of the acronym is in a two-tone circle, and they're connected to each other; it looks a bit sciencey

Whether NaNoWriMo was something I could benefit from was something I needed to experience for myself.

White text on red background reading 'Flash Fiction Friday: Heat'
Isabelle is back in town, after visiting with her family over the summer. She has her secrets, as people usually do, but she’s hiding something more beneath the surface—and loyal boyfriend Leo is not it.

Tension comes to a boil at Patsy’s Tea & Coffee, but then…that’s their new normal, isn’t it?

My life lately, in bite-sized, easy-to-swallow chunks—because no one can swallow an entire steak whole…and I’m not interested in boring you to death.

(I tried to be punny. Did it work? ?)

Well…August definitely happened. I survived my old phone and my six-year-old laptop, the latter of which died from a simple water spill. I’d really like to know why it died from a water spill when I’ve spilled broth from soup and sauce from pizza rolls and sodas, like ginger ale and Pepsi, but the moment […]

Since I experienced technical issues in June and fell into a personal slump in July, I fell behind on a lot of posts I meant to write, or at least publish, so August will consist of me playing catch-up. I also missed the previous two Day in the Life posts, so that sucks. I considered […]

I have knee problems. This, however, didn’t come to mind when I decided to chase after a toddler in a parking lot practically fearing for his life—in flip-flops.

Oh, and there’s a spoiler regarding my memoir, too.

TL;DR: In screenwriting, one page = one minute. Turns out my four-page script for G&R isn’t going to be between 8 and 10 minutes after all. Bummer.