Tag: Creative Writing
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On Writing & Storytelling: Update on ‘The New Story’ for Tuesday, April 25, 2023
Although today was a “take it easy with the writing” day as far as the Almighty Word Count is concerned, I almost ended up with 1,000 new words added to The New Story. 948, according my Microsoft Word software’s word count function. If you read this morning’s On Writing & Storytelling: Music and Words –…
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On Writing & Storytelling: Music and Words – They Go Together Like Bacon and Eggs
Today’s post will be a short ‘n’ sweet one, partly for aesthetic reasons – it’s been a while since I did one with a bunch of music videos – but mostly because I was up late last night and worked (a bit too much, I dunno) on The New Story. I didn’t write too many…
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On Writing & Storytelling: The First Chapter (Rough Draft, Naturally) of ‘The New Story’ is Finished!
Well, it’s official. I finished the rough draft of the first chapter of The New Story a little over an hour ago. It took me five hours of brainstorming, writing, reading, and reviewing the words on my screen, with only a few breaks to rest my eyes and typing fingers. And even though tomorrow I…
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Musings & Thoughts for Monday, April 24, 2023, or: Weekend Update, Part the Third…and Another Work Week Begins!
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in Adults-Only Games, Amazon, Blogging, Computer and Video Games, CreateSpace Independent Publishing, Creative Writing, FreshWomen – Season 1, Kindle, Kindle Create (Publishing App), Kindle Direct Publishing (KDP), Life in Florida, MicroProse Software, Oppai-Man, Personal Thoughts, Regiments: Iron CurtainMonday, Monday I hate Sundays because they give birth to Mondays. ― Chris Southwave As is usual on Monday mornings, I am running a bit late – from my perspective, since I don’t work at an office or other worksite with a set schedule – with my writing endeavors. I slept well, and I didn’t…
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Musings & Thoughts for Sunday, April 23, 2023, or, Weekend Update, Part the Second
You put the ‘Sun’ into my day. Happy Sunday! ― Anthony T. Hincks It’s late morning here in Lithia, Florida, on a quiet, cool-but-warming-up Sunday, April 23, 2023. I wanted to sleep at least until 8; I went to bed way past midnight (I didn’t go to the kitchen to check the time before I…
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Musings & Thoughts for Saturday, April 22, 2023, or: Weekend Update, Part the First
Wowie zowie. It’s already afternoon here in Lithia on Saturday, April 22, 2023! Where did my morning go, and why did it morph into the afternoon so quickly? It appears like I woke up a little while ago, wandered into the kitchen, brewed (and then drank) two cups of coffee, then came back in here…
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On Writing & Storytelling: A Late Start to My Workday – and the Weekend is Nigh
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in Alex Diaz-Granados, Amazon, Blogging, CreateSpace Independent Publishing, Creative Writing, Kindle, Kindle Create (Publishing App), Kindle Direct Publishing (KDP), Life in Florida, Life in the Tampa Bay area, Life in the United States, Personal Thoughts, Reunion: A Story, Ronnie and the Pursuit of the Elusive Bliss“Let’s get one thing clear right now, shall we? There is no Idea Dump, no Story Central, no Island of the Buried Bestsellers; good story ideas seem to come quite literally from nowhere, sailing at you right out of the empty sky: two previously unrelated ideas come together and make something new under the sun.…
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Remembering Marty: A Ballad Based on ‘Reunion: A Story’ 2.0
There once was a boy named JimWho had a crush on MartyBut Marty had a boyfriendWho was jealous and quite snarky Jim sang with Marty in the choirAnd he felt a secret desireBut he never dared to show itFor he feared that Kenny’d blow it Marty dumped her boyfriend one dayAnd Jim thought he’d make…
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Remembering Marty: A Ballad Inspired by ‘Reunion: A Story’
By Alex Diaz-Granados, author of Reunion There once was a boy named JimWho loved a girl named MartyBut Marty had a loverWho was jealous and a smarty Jim sang with Marty in the choirAnd he felt a secret fireBut he never dared to show itFor he feared that Kenny’d know it Marty broke up with…
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Time Doesn’t Heal All Wounds (A Poem)
They say that time heals all woundsBut I know that’s not trueSome wounds are too deep to healSome scars are always in view I loved you since we were kidsYou were my cherry pieBut then you broke my heart in twoWhen you kissed that other guy My mom tried to console meShe said it would…