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Wanton Redhead Writing: January 2011
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I drink coffee, I drink wine, sometimes at the same time. In between guzzling, I write. Thursday, January 27, 2011. Is Attending the Sick Anti-Islamic? In Islam, per the Quran, it says you are supposed to take care of the sick, poor and elderly as quoted, “Allah enjoins adl, ihsaan, and giving help to kith and kin (i.e. to give them financial assistance, visiting them and caring for them), and He forbids you from fahshaa and from munkar, and from baghya (oppression of all kinds). Links to this post.
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Wanton Redhead Writing: December 2011
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I drink coffee, I drink wine, sometimes at the same time. In between guzzling, I write. Wednesday, December 7, 2011. Big Sur = Big Inspiration. Expressing what I gained from going to the Big Sur Writer’s Workshop is impossible, it would take me pages of this blog and your eyes would explode before you ‘x’ed me out. But to say it was wonderful and worth every penny is an understatement. She was so totally chillaxed, I almost offered to pick out the stem stuck in her front teeth for her. I refrained! I cou...
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Wanton Redhead Writing: September 2011
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I drink coffee, I drink wine, sometimes at the same time. In between guzzling, I write. Monday, September 26, 2011. Big Sur Here I Come! Big Daddy has agreed to my attending the Big Sur Writer’s Workshop! Of course, he’s insisting on tagging along. Now we are squabbling on how to pay for it and which package to buy. But thanks to the infinite wisdom of a fellow blogger,. So now my new puzzle…. Which manuscript do I use for the workshop? I don’t want to get laughed out of my chair, but I think the d...
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Wanton Redhead Writing: October 2011
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I drink coffee, I drink wine, sometimes at the same time. In between guzzling, I write. Wednesday, October 26, 2011. Third Time. Strike or Charm? I’m not ignoring my blog, I’ve just been stupid, crazy busy. I have to finish one complete edit of UnAltered by November 4th. The rules of submission, state that the manuscript must be mailed by that magical date and I’m only on 189 of 262 pages. This is the end product:. Dear Ms. Thang,. 8220;Primitive birth, genetically unaltered…mutt.” All na...Raped, pregna...
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Wanton Redhead Writing: July 2011
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I drink coffee, I drink wine, sometimes at the same time. In between guzzling, I write. Wednesday, July 20, 2011. I've finished my WIP three times. And I hate every ending. How did I lose my path? Where exactly did Ezra take over and spin out of control? I could just move on, leaving my three endings and begin the edit. I could do that. I should do that. When I finish a story I like to let it sit for a month or two and marinate, but I can't leave poor Ezra with her swollen belly hanging out. This is a di...
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Wanton Redhead Writing: UnAltered Query Mess Numero Dos
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I drink coffee, I drink wine, sometimes at the same time. In between guzzling, I write. Saturday, October 15, 2011. UnAltered Query Mess Numero Dos. I asked for a critique or ten of my query letter that I’m submitting for the Big Sur Writer’s Workshop and while I didn’t get ten, I did get a couple. Thank you so much Nancy and Gail for your time and assistance. As you know by now, I deplore the longwinded; I’ll attempt to be brief. The beginning of my query, as was posted:. 8220;…SOME WANT TO KNOW S...
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Wanton Redhead Writing: June 2011
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I drink coffee, I drink wine, sometimes at the same time. In between guzzling, I write. Thursday, June 30, 2011. Or someone like her. I'm even open to a Steven. Now that I'm back to blogging and writing judiciously again, it occurred to me I need a third or fourth critique partner. Rules: There's always rules, aren't there? We both write YA, so we do hope to get a fellow YA'er, but are open to other paranormal or urban fantasy writers. I am currently working on a Dystopian and she is writing the most...
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Wanton Redhead Writing: May 2011
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I drink coffee, I drink wine, sometimes at the same time. In between guzzling, I write. Sunday, May 22, 2011. I didn't post yesterday as I figured most of you would have been sucked up into the atmosphere and no one would have been around to read it. But as that didn't happen, here ya go:. Always up for the chance to embarrass myself, I’m taking that challenge to the extreme and putting up the first and last sentences of the first five chapters of each of my manuscripts. Chapter 3 Skender and Fiona.
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Wanton Redhead Writing: Third Time... Strike or Charm?
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I drink coffee, I drink wine, sometimes at the same time. In between guzzling, I write. Wednesday, October 26, 2011. Third Time. Strike or Charm? I’m not ignoring my blog, I’ve just been stupid, crazy busy. I have to finish one complete edit of UnAltered by November 4th. The rules of submission, state that the manuscript must be mailed by that magical date and I’m only on 189 of 262 pages. This is the end product:. Dear Ms. Thang,. 8220;Primitive birth, genetically unaltered…mutt.” All na...Raped, pregna...
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Wanton Redhead Writing: My India
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I drink coffee, I drink wine, sometimes at the same time. In between guzzling, I write. Sunday, November 13, 2011. Today is my daughter’s twenty-fourth birthday and I can’t think of anything else. I’m not a poet but I wanted to say something to her. Independent and stubborn, you screamed at me coming from the womb; I gave my life for yours. How I loved you. Tears streaming, glasses fogged, I closed the door of your classroom. How I loved you. How I loved you. How I loved you. How I loved you. Lovely and ...