So I am working on chapter 6, already beasted about halfway through it, and i realized something: I’m over halfway done with my novel.  That is a good feeling.  But then it is mired by the fact that i do not have a title in mind at ALL.

I want it to be clever, I need it to be something that can sell, but it has to be integral to the overall theme and message to the story.  And it cannot simply have no title, because a story without a title is like a baby without a head.  It is just unnatural.

But I will brainstorm, and I will come up with some ideas for tomorrow.

Short blog post, I will leave you with this magical words of wisdom:

“Whenever you doubt yourself, do your laundry, everything becomes clear during the spin cycle”

-Pink Floyd-

So today is a day of halfway.

I am halfway done with my mission of writing all month.  This is halfway through the month, I’m halfway as tall today as I was yesterday compared to Yao Ming.  And I’m meeting you about halfway with anyone of this halfway nonsense making any sense whatsoever.

I started Chapter 6 today.  It is puttering right along too.  I got to page….4….had to check.  Which is pretty good since I am usually at the 2 page an hour mark.  It is a lot more difficult to write prose than essays.  With an Essay I just go on autopilot and let my brain and fingers just sort of do their thing while the rest of the cool cats and I go to the back corner of my mind and play a rockin’ game of shuffleboard. Continue reading “Dinner Time Tyranny and the Value of the 60+ Double X Chromosome.” →

So I just finished Chapter 5.

Sorry guys, no nudity this time.  I do however have an all day pizza eating contest with Helmer at CiCis.  Also, I bring to light the infamous waggle-whomp, a creature that hids best within the realms of sock drawers….full of sad lonely single socks.

Concerning the title of this blog, i have only this to say: Clever word-smiths will either be the first to be nabbed in the crowded halls of the nearest penitentiary….or the last.  Hopefully it is the latter.  Not that I ever plan on going to prison, but i don’t ever balk on trying new things, prison included.

I had no idea what I am talking about.

Continue reading “If Ever I’m in Prison, I’ll Have a Really Good Shower Song.” →