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Enter the "Tangle"

Two months can seem forever when so many things happen. 60 short days since my last post and suddenly we are at the end of October. Tomorrow is Halloween and for those of us that are NaNoWriMo regulars, it is our last "free" day until November 30th. Once the final bell rings at midnight on Halloween, we will be off and running in this year's race to complete our 50,000- word masterpieces---well, our 50,000-word first drafts :-)

This month has been a roller coaster ride of emotion--- excitement with the impending NaNo adventure, doubt about completing the word quota, fear about the contest results from recent entries, elation about the results of one contest. Seems impossible to hold everything in perspective, impossible to continue the forward movement. But, it will continue, nonetheless.

"Tangle of Matter and Ghost" is this year's NaNo title. The tiny kernel of a Southern Victorian Ghost/Voodoo story of cursed love and soul currency. I have a handful of characters and a smattering of plot ideas. I'm actually excited to see where this takes me. Fingers crossed!

The other exciting news, I've had my first positive outcome from a round of contest entering. Of the 6 recent contests entered, I only know results of 2. For the first contest, I was not counted among the winners, but from the second contest, the WOW! Women-On-Writing! Flash Fiction contest, I have been counted among the Top 10. We won't know exact placings until mid-November, but I am relishing the fact that I have made it this far. It is only a small victory, but it is a victory, and one that I do not take lightly.

As I type this, the short story sitting next to me, in need of serious editing before it can be sent off, screams for attention. It's November 1st deadline will mark the end of normal life until the end of NaNoWriMo.

Once more into the breach my friends...

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