Let the mug shots begin!
Posted by mcummings
Funny how tonight I can go from this:
Manic looking, aren't I? This was how I chose to interact with my neighbors tonight as we took the girls around to trick or treat.
Now, a few days ago I audaciously put forward my challenges for nanowrimo, and one of those was that I wouldn't shave again until I had finished my novel, or at least the first 50k of it. Well, in order for that to be a valid, solemn vow, there are two things you should probably know. First, the feeling of facial hair growing back in after a few days is annoyingly itchy. Second is that I grow hair fast, so for this to be a good promise I admit I'm going to have to take mug shots each day, probably as I finish up my nanowrimo limits for the day. And in order for there to be a clean slate, I have cleaned the slate. Behold! The shininess! The awesomeness! The fact that I suddenly look like I'm twelve!!!!
Scary, isn't it? I've gone from stereotypical Halloween zombie guy to freaky, squeaky clean psycho killer guy in the course of a few hours.
Alas, now to veg out, enjoy something not comprised of sugar, and enjoy a quiet evening at home with the wif before another fun day of adventures begins, not the least of which is my writing at least 2,500 words. Night all, Trick or treat!
Happy Halloween!
Posted by mcummings
Off with the pumpkins, look out for Zombie Dad 
(If you're on the front page, follow the link in to see the pic of Zombie Dad )
Fun times
Posted by mcummings
I wish I could say the last few days contained enough experiences to be able to do some inspired writing, but most of the time was spent dealing with the here and now of then, and less with the "if I were to incorporate this into a character, how would I go about that?"
Gearing up
Posted by mcummings
Ah, the crisp air, the turning of the leaves - it must be Autumn, which means it must be about time to do some serious #nanowrimo again. Mind you, here in Virginia, the crisp air keeps getting replaced by 70 degree (F) days, but thats a minor point.
On werewolves and warewolves
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Today, Katy (7) was introduced to the concept of the werewolf. From her inspiring imagination sprang this "song". I've made some edits for spelling (although I fancy there's a story brewing now with her spelling of warewolf). Hardly her first published piece (she was published this year in the local paper), I present to you Katy's little werewolf tribute.
On my way
On the full moon
In the dark
I am turning away
Into a monster
I am out of control
I am totally out of my mind
I don't know what I am turning into
I am starting to howl
My clothes are starting to tear
I am starting to grow fur
I really think
I am a werewolf
I am a werewolf