“National Novel Writing Month is very open to zaniness and wild ideas and exploration. There’s not really a way to do it wrong, other than by not doing it.” […]
It’s NaNoWriMo, and if you’re not writing a novel, maybe you should be
Nanowrimo Iowa City
Little Village vs. NaNoWriMo: Day 21
We only heard one side of the Dentist’s conversation but it was enough to discern where he and Rosso had planned to meet: some café on the pedestrian mall just adjacent to the same playground where Rosso and I had […]
Little Village vs. NaNoWriMo: Day 20
View all NaNoWriMo entries … I came to slowly, rocked in the passenger seat of a slow-moving car. Night had fallen; the windows were rolled up and the heat was on. It was cozy. I knew that I was in […]
Little Village vs. NaNoWriMo: Day 19
View all NaNoWriMo entries … I’d been crammed in this stuffy office for 20 minutes with no mention of a doctor when it occurred to me. “I really did have a heart attack, you know,” I said. “Heart attack?” the […]
Ouch, So Many Words
Hello NaNoWriMo fans. You may not know who I am, given my horrible habit of not blogging about Little Village’s NaNoWriMo experience this month (this would be my first). Here’s a salute to our other authors who’ve been carrying my […]
Little Village vs. NaNoWriMo: Day 18
View all NaNoWriMo entries … “So this chick she walks into a bar and asks for a double entendre,” said Johnny, “and then, so the bartender, he gives it to her!” He leaned in with the punchline and Carl and […]
Little Village starts to get its butt whooped by NaNoWriMo
I don’t know what our fearless leader was talking about when he said we’d recovered from the depression he began, but, from a numbers standpoint, the day he stuck his head under the covers appears to have begun a domino-effect […]
Little Village vs. NaNoWriMo: Day 17
View all NaNoWriMo entries … Sitting on the floor after Rosso left I started thinking about my life. Around me the rug was melted and burned from the fiery expression of my anger. Now, the anger was gone, Johnny was […]
Little Village vs. NaNoWriMo: Day 16
Sitting on the bench after Rosso left I started thinking about my life. Who was I, now, exactly? I truly didn’t know anymore.
I wasn’t one of the college boys ambling past me, unable or unwilling to lift their feet of the ground when the walked by – never had been. At that age I was already in my first year at the police academy back in Chicago, back when the minimum age to join was 19 and no college was required. […]
Little Village vs. NaNoWriMo: Day 15
View all NaNoWriMo entries … There was Stan’s gun, of course, but Rosso’s got a way of making you feel disarmed just to think of him. I reached under my seat and retrieved Stan’s piece, which suddenly felt flimsy, like […]
Little Village vs. NaNoWriMo: Day 14
View all NaNoWriMo entries … One thing was for sure, then. Carol was in Iowa City, dining with the dentist. This is probably the point where Stan would lay down some hastily made plan, maybe make some sort of offbeat […]
Get Out of bed! Your Characters Have Places to Go!
Once I got over my writing depression, I basically had to laugh at myself for dreading it so bad. The intervening chapters had done so much to develop the plot and the characters that, now that it was my turn again, the chapter practically wrote itself. […]
