On Writing | Oz
Poison Poppies | Oz – Day 18 and 19
NaNoWriMo project retelling The Wizard of Oz raw writing days 18 and 19. Today our Ka-Tet finds themselves in the Poison Poppies with the bones of others.
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Saving the Scarecrow | Oz – day 17
Raw writing day 17 in my NaNoWriMo project where I work to retell The Wizard of Oz. Dorothy, Toto, Lion and Woodman must rescue Scarecrow from the river.
On Writing | Oz
The Raft | Oz – Day 16
Today is day 16 of my NaNoWriMo project in which I retell the classic, The Wizard of Oz. Today we find our band of friends struggling to cross a wide river.
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The Battle of Creativity | 52 Weeks – The Halfway Mark
The honest reflection on this, here at the halfway mark, is that it has been really hard for me. It has been a battle, a battle between me and my creativity. A battle of creativity.
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The Factory | A Short Story
He watched as she pushed her mop across the factory floor. The cans of carrots were backing up, but his hands had broken into a sweat.
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l’Empire de la Mort | A Short Story
Arrête, c’est ici l’empire de la mort! I will die soon. The sign over the door predicts my fate.
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Paradise | A Chapter
Every year we meet in paradise; always somewhere with crystalline waters and a turquoise sky.
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Superman | A Short Story
The little boy with the black hair ran about the campsite in his Superman cape. “Mommy, watch!” The boy jumped from a rock, rolling in the dirt.
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The Light | A Short Story
We were driving through the dark central valley cornfields, late at night, on our way to visit family. We had been driving for over five hours, the light of the sun had faded hours ago, with only a few stops to stretch our legs.
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Honey – A Story of Love and Time | A Short Story
The little girl woke with a gasp, her heart pounding, sweat running into her eyes. She grabbed her favorite bear, Honey, and dragged him across the floor and into her parent’s room.
