<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2025 06:28:19 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>web writing</category><category>writing</category><title>The Writer&#39;s Journey</title><description>90% Freelance Writing, 5% Angst, 5% Star Trek</description><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>269</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-421981300495444247</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Aug 2018 03:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-08-05T20:29:38.593-07:00</atom:updated><title>Decisions, Decisions...</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m the decision maker in my family. If too many people try to make decisions, no one makes them. Instead of living in complete chaos, I simply made myself that person, and so all decisions get made and acted upon. That&#39;s been happening for almost 20 years... until this one.&amp;nbsp;
A big decision needed to be made about one of our kids, and my husband freaked out about it. He didn&#39;t want any </atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2018/08/decisions-decisions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-2566748412596862165</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Aug 2017 17:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-08-13T10:47:12.989-07:00</atom:updated><title>What Can Writers Do to Fight Nazis?</title><atom:summary type="text">

Nazis are out there. I don&#39;t mean people who seem off or who say things that can be compared to Nazis. Actual. Nazis.

I couldn&#39;t sleep last night thinking about them being out there, not knowing how many of them are, not knowing where they are. They&#39;re all over.

Out and about yesterday, it struck me that POC can&#39;t know whether the people they come across are Nazis are not. Anyone they see </atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2017/08/what-can-writers-do-to-fight-nazis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqyvWwRLdqJ3VKDB4WJ3TdNy1ewaKCJU-j1VsIuczkiUA7WvXAuZMMw7I3mbnqnk3JFBj5duvFPxUDLMlBy5cpaE88bCQ_gHkD5kAhLaQZdMSGVjRBPGtKKuvbsBCYinS_F42olXeO6gtQ/s72-c/antinazi.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-6390004590086161832</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 May 2017 20:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-05-08T16:03:36.028-07:00</atom:updated><title>Why Is It So Stressful Here? I&#39;ll Tell You Why.</title><atom:summary type="text">

So, this came out a little while back. I live in the most stressed-out state in the country. Normally I don&#39;t really care that I live here. Wtf do I care, really? I work from home, my friends are cool, non-redneck types. My area is full of scientists and engineers. Whatever. You can afford a lot of house here, and I can have as many big trees as I want.

So, why is it so stressful? I&#39;ll tell </atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2017/05/why-is-it-so-stressful-here-ill-tell.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4s5XEyty3eyp1k-V0AF-LWCQs4QgXiUEmyI9DnSzrIV_yxZ4eAtF0co4Xsih2752bzv6vaLyGhRN0Qu4a_Wyht13e_wpR9QWvknQhHe4pRctc8wDn4lHAggys5gUnYTWlxJ8rlBlLSjEE/s72-c/raccoon1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-8320251030578021539</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Mar 2017 17:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-03-25T10:43:29.268-07:00</atom:updated><title>Loss, Strength and Ben Kenobi</title><atom:summary type="text">
I didn&#39;t blog in 2016. I didn&#39;t have the time. I didn&#39;t have the strength.&amp;nbsp;





First, my mother got cancer, then my father developed terminal cancer suddenly. Then I got cancer, and then my brother got cancer. All of this happened in a six-month span last year. The day I found out that my brother also had cancer, I started screaming and screaming and couldn&#39;t stop. I think I continued </atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2017/03/loss-strength-and-ben-kenobi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh50-N1H6Tn2hAm_WLHgqzkdOoblZFWW6bVSjIEiQ2hl7BFqqc6s2L6PzmdtTUGbss6UftH6Myn2D54Ew5N3bZAztDhYld2hGc2oBjPziXLJ3qdGFurbqNyG9ulQNp0NPWwI5MEp9ry42j/s72-c/rick1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-3458292638247967048</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Aug 2015 15:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-08-03T08:17:35.232-07:00</atom:updated><title>Critiques, Complaints and a Sale</title><atom:summary type="text">Since I last blogged, I&#39;ve sold another short story and attended a meeting with my local critiquing group about literary magazines. The story I sold was a straight sci-fi piece, bringing my sold genres to: horror, sci-fi, fantasy, mainstream, YA fantasy and a weird sci-fi/fantasy mashup.



Critiques



I&#39;ve always sought out critiques from the people around me. In high school I made my friends </atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2015/08/critiques-complaints-and-sale.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-6106747527038012549</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2015 18:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-07-21T11:06:18.469-07:00</atom:updated><title>I Literally Forgot I Had a Blog</title><atom:summary type="text">

I haven&#39;t blogged in a while, and the title tells you why. In addition to this being the roughest market for finding content work that I&#39;ve ever seen, I&#39;ve had the novel monkey on my back as well as trying to shop short stories.

I do love crafting a short stories, but there are a few problems with doing so. I am considering not creating as many of them to focus more on the two novels I&#39;ve been</atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2015/07/i-literally-forgot-i-had-blog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn2iwh2Ozlb9tezlbf6GrknKqtRS_Y_EP9lHWKKj9w7anc42gNw9htt884U69IJLbkid7VIi-k12uyLUSlSOcByKDjSxQZjhuI6tz69ir8hyphenhyphene5RjbhvNwZp1Khb9W7wm-y0lChJSkX3mTo/s72-c/cash.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-6186560410082442797</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2014 09:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-07-21T10:47:56.370-07:00</atom:updated><title>I Sold Some Mother@#$#ing Fiction</title><atom:summary type="text">One of my biggest goals in life has been to get some fiction published. As many writers quickly discover, non-fiction is what pays the bills. With a growing family, I&#39;ve been highly dedicated to writing the non-fiction that buys shoes and calamari (seriously- I am all about calamari). But with a milestone birthday this year (no, I won&#39;t say which one) and still no fiction sold, I took it upon </atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2014/09/i-sold-some-mothering-fiction.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-1753207712219183002</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Mar 2014 02:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-03-28T20:53:28.207-07:00</atom:updated><title>Hoping I&#39;m Not a Crazy Person</title><atom:summary type="text">Ok, so I have a serious issue with self-promotion. Like, a serious issue. The thought of it makes my skin crawl. However, increasingly, I am having to skip over jobs, potential agents and even potential publishing houses because they demand a Web presence. They want you to whore yourself out like you&#39;re wearing 8&quot; heels. Get out in the streets, writers, and tell every passing car how good you are</atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2014/03/hoping-im-not-crazy-person.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-909861022939028810</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Jan 2014 01:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-01-13T19:30:44.442-08:00</atom:updated><title>New Year, New Sensation of Death</title><atom:summary type="text">I had a pretty good handle on my New Year&#39;s resolutions. I always take them pretty seriously. I put a lot of thought into them, make lists and sometimes even get them laminated. Seriously. This year&#39;s resolutions, other than to stop eating stale Cadbury Eggs and such for breakfast, were to keep my income more even and to sell some fiction this year without fail. I can&#39;t count how many nonfiction </atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2014/01/new-year-new-sensation-of-death.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZag5p3x9TGcEkWJ9Cros_VbA4vCIXRMdpsghdhCi4-3XyeT-zmnQoJjzjZwJTZoW1G2VU3_ewDH_XJcycpdIpWRcTjvnY6nvdcXF39TkJRF0mIFOQcDd-xnr2X2HM90a9sp23hYnCkkjT/s72-c/death.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-2545470452733123072</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Sep 2013 19:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-09-28T02:56:28.354-07:00</atom:updated><title>DragonCon, DragonCon!</title><atom:summary type="text">For the past few years I&#39;ve been hitting DragonCon, a hard-to-describe con that is broken up into about 20 tracks that allow anyone who isn&#39;t boring to find stuff that fascinates them. The writer&#39;s track is full of panels that include writers, editors and agents. Some of the writers are pretty well known, others are low-level novelists who are still pretty interesting to hear from. I got to see </atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2013/09/dragoncon-dragoncon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIwg16gw4WnVysNpDPMC5E9zZqwXMHr1yqnKRqEk12E4L8osfCjWZRnT4Yr4Wx-ZAuOQArF46nrh1e5v1UyGx4CMD1ywmNRpIcBAJ0fC0odEgkwgE9dsJY6C-UkHrStYc4M-ovR7MsFErx/s72-c/photo-6.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-7427980221169138208</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Aug 2013 21:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-08-02T14:23:26.985-07:00</atom:updated><title>Because I&#39;m Brilliant</title><atom:summary type="text">Ok, so perusing the job listings this morning, looking for boring projects that I could use to expand my client base, I found a small listing for an online publishing company looking for short vampire stories. Scary stories, it asked for- no romance or sparkling. Kick ass, said I. I think I will comply.

Aside from my obvious poetry skills, I like putting together short stories that would have a </atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2013/08/because-im-brilliant.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-2336414819584297225</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jul 2013 18:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-16T11:17:16.287-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Sleeper Must Awaken</title><atom:summary type="text">So, I broke my ankle. I have no excuse for doing so. No one was negligent. No one left junk lying around for me to trip over. There wasn&#39;t even an incline to make walking difficult. I was walking along a gravel road staring at some bees and I fell over sideways. I literally just fell over like a dumbass. 

It&#39;s been seven weeks now, and I just now feel like I&#39;m waking up from it all. I wasn&#39;t </atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2013/07/the-sleeper-must-awaken.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-2800603141058720499</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Feb 2013 07:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-11T23:21:32.377-08:00</atom:updated><title>A New Year</title><atom:summary type="text">



I struggled at the beginning of this year to come up with resolutions that would be useful instead of damaging and reasonable instead of completely insane. I started looking over the past few years and trying to think about what would really be helpful. And in that looking, I discovered that every year seemed to have a distinct theme.

Some years were all about work. Expanding my writing </atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2013/02/a-new-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTD_dnZhwmb0g8gAy2ZxcbaVFGQoeGZuZp_eyTQfhfUB0_cOdKUDtlO42ZFvCqFUGJ5kRk4i1Xep9sKbeGvyQczCpW1-99QNyoz1o-Hehlxwyai9EeAYawYJL4NzmlMqwobunYLKuwqCHy/s72-c/IMG_1134.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-1368918890994334658</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Jul 2012 04:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-07-16T21:17:12.988-07:00</atom:updated><title>Kinda Hate to Do This</title><atom:summary type="text">I see a lot of questions about where to publishing things, like a LOT. Like, every time you say what you do they say, hey, where would I publish this weird thing I haven&#39;t actually written but want to write? I get it in person and every third question on writers&#39; forums is this very question.

Now, I have spent waaaay too many hours writing online publishing articles for Suite101, but I don&#39;t </atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2012/07/kinda-hate-to-do-this.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-5880512448956571517</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Jun 2012 10:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-06-15T03:11:35.994-07:00</atom:updated><title>Novels</title><atom:summary type="text">I am working hard on a novel right now, not blogging much because any free time I have is being driven into the story. It&#39;s hard to think straight most days because I&#39;m thinking of backstory or coming up with the next step in the plot. It&#39;s what I&#39;ve always wanted to do, but time will tell whether it&#39;s worth it monetarily. 

I wrestle a lot with whether to spend time on work that pays now or </atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2012/06/novels.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-7106461230688095919</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 May 2012 08:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-06-15T03:12:06.843-07:00</atom:updated><title>Book Channels, Writing and Rejections</title><atom:summary type="text">It&#39;s been a while since I blogged. One of the offspring has been very sick for about three years, and that has been taking an increasing amount of my time. It&#39;s odd how things crop up and grab your time when you least expect it. I&#39;ve also been questioning the nature of blogging lately. I&#39;ve noticed ego taking a serious toll on blogs that I once liked, and I wonder whether that happens to everyone</atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2012/05/book-channels-writing-and-rejections.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-2502435535968192427</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 01:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-10T18:16:12.596-08:00</atom:updated><title>Kindle Publishing</title><atom:summary type="text">With all the talk over the past year about self-publishing on Kindle, I finally decided to delve into it in January. I finished up a short ebook that I&#39;d had on the back burner for a few months and submitted it. It was accepted and published in less than a day. The process wasn&#39;t hard, but there are a lot of formatting specifications, and I had to reformat it twice to get it to go through. Being </atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2012/03/kindle-publishing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-2237272027937170045</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2012 09:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-06-25T19:34:21.069-07:00</atom:updated><title>Blogging: What the Heck Is It?</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;ve been thinking about blogging a lot lately- the nature of it and what it is really about. I&#39;ve been a big fan of a funny, fantastic blog for a long time, but in the last few months it has turned  the narcissistic rant of someone telling its readers how to think. It isn&#39;t the first blog that I&#39;ve seen go in that direction. Getting popular and gaining legions of followers can give bloggers a </atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2012/03/blogging-what-heck-is-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-3274904266177932014</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Jan 2012 07:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-07-21T11:22:32.084-07:00</atom:updated><title>Troubles and More</title><atom:summary type="text">Hi all, I&#39;ve been away for quite a long time, but I do have a few reasons. I mean, not good reasons, but reasons nevertheless. Since I&#39;ve been gone:

* I wrote about 8,000 words of a novel during NaNoWriMo. So, I was quite the loser, but I did write more fiction during that month than I did in the rest of the year combined. So, I was perfectly pleased with it. That novel is now about 12,000 words</atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/troubles-and-more.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-4349139429218142965</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Nov 2011 08:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-03T12:40:07.337-07:00</atom:updated><title>NaNoWriMo and Fear</title><atom:summary type="text">Wow, I&#39;ve been away from Ye Olde Blog for quite a while, writing like crazy and wishing that I was writing something other than whatever I&#39;m writing at the time. I went to DragonCon and attended a number of fascinating writers&#39; panels. I had been planning a long blog post about it but never quite got to it. To sum up, I:Met Wil Wheaton - twiceHeard a number of interesting sci fi and fantasy </atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/nanowrimo-and-fear.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-6767656067529484118</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Aug 2011 23:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-13T16:16:36.804-07:00</atom:updated><title>A Crazy Find</title><atom:summary type="text">I did one of my very rare self-searches today on Google because I had to find some article samples to send to someone. I hate doing that because every single time I do any lengthy search for samples I find at least one copyright infringer. Today? Yup. Found one. However, I also found this:The Growing Zones for WatermelonsThis is an eHow U.K. article that cites my book as a reference and me </atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/crazy-find.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-6965003565380823317</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Jul 2011 04:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-11T22:20:05.391-07:00</atom:updated><title>OK, I Guess I Need to Do This Again</title><atom:summary type="text">A little over a year ago, I outlined what I thought was a fairly solid bit of arguing against using Facebook. I don&#39;t want pictures of myself all over the interwebs and I don&#39;t need more online time wasters. I don&#39;t want to post my &quot;mood&quot; or &quot;status&quot; and I don&#39;t want to read anyone else&#39;s. Apparently, this wasn&#39;t enough. I am still being cajoled, prodded and basically harassed about Facebook </atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/ok-i-guess-i-need-to-do-this-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheLZu2t5oGN-Iu9mRaR8LQcm71XSAEW3RwG40ZYRyWqCybsJMvsdQSdnlXXxUGQOFn26nJpUfzpLxuyUgcnGcSJnHYPdL2Yo_tTZiK6jmT9jtIz9ksFjvJIj5Rx5qNzYpHDTHsaP54aWii/s72-c/thumb.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-3080379923078115301</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Jul 2011 07:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-06T21:03:56.207-08:00</atom:updated><title>Rules for Writing</title><atom:summary type="text">I ran across this Guardian piece today- it&#39;s a massive list of rules for writing fiction, as written by several well-known authors. Reading it through is pretty inspiring, and a little eye opening in some ways. I managed to break two of these &quot;rules&quot; in that last sentence. Anyway, this is long, but many of the rules were just too interesting not to share.A few of my favorites:Elmore Leonard- &quot;</atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/rules-for-writing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4855950334653809254.post-27202992018232103</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Jul 2011 21:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-01T14:35:42.286-07:00</atom:updated><title>Nooooooooooooooooo!</title><atom:summary type="text">Every year, November presents a puzzling little question that hangs over the heads of obsessed writers. 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It was the first time they had sounded since the April 27th outbreak. I had been sure that I&#39;d vomit or panic the next time I heard them, but I did neither. I did those stupid childbirth breathing exercises </atom:summary><link>http://writersjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/last-tornado-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (L. Shepherd)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>