Graduation Day: A Tale Of The Third World

“Fahren, for the love of Ogma, move away from the ledge and take your place so I may begin!”

Fahren glances back at the Master Librarian, and with an exasperated sigh stands up, taking one more look over the edge of the hover platform, committing to memory the details of the steel and glass spire peeking through the trees. The smirk on Fahren’s face tells you a plan is already in place for the very moment you are set loose upon this world. Fahren walks back to the seat next to you, making a deliberate show of the act of sitting down and paying attention to the irate man once more.

“This,” the Master Librarian says as he rolls his eyes and gestures towards the forest-covered landmass below the hover platform, “was our ancient homeland.” Scattered towers of stone and steel jut through the trees like petrified arms reaching out to heaven, hinting at the world waiting to be discovered under the thick canopy. Beside you, Fahren pulls out the encyclopad and quickly searches for the lore of the ancient homeland, flicking links and text snippets into various folders, and over to your own encyclopad.

“Three thousand, five hundred and forty-seven years ago, Humans left the homeland to escape the cataclysm brought on by the collapse of the ecosystem which our ancestors abused over millennia. We would have perished as well, but the Incantatrix, the Bard Queen, Curator of Incunabulum, Blessed of Ogma, she had the foresight to preserve the most precious fountain of knowledge, namely Humanity, and with the help of all ten Archivists, she sent us to the lush lands of Thule to live, develop, and thrive until such a time when she would open the door once more and we could reclaim what was once our own.”

The Master Librarian lets the words hang in the air in reverential awe which he knows is completely lost on his wards. As he looks over his fifteen charges, these newly-graduated Field Librarians, he wonders if they will be up to the task the Blessed of Ogma has left for the returning Humanity. At least three of them will surely die, maybe four. Fahren will definitely be one, the cocky bastard.

You elbow Fahren as you notice the Master Librarian squinting at your friend and classmate, who is very much lost in the screen of the encyclopad and not paying an iota of attention.

“The Incantatrix and the Archivists,” the elder Librarian continues once all eyes are back on him, “having rescued Humanity from extinction, turned their attention to protecting the combined knowledge of the world from the ravages of the cataclysm to come. The Archivists gathered all the Incunabulum they could in their fortified seclusia, and turned these fortresses into an eldritch nexus that sealed off each of their bibliopoleis. The Bard Queen then finalized the ritual by giving her life to power the shielding nexus so that all knowledge would persist until such a time when we would return to reclaim it for posterity.”

“Master, why have we then waited fifty years since the Reopening to begin our search and cataloging of the bibliopoleis?”

The Master Librarian expected that from Fahren, but not from you, and he is taken aback for a few seconds. “Before defecting and becoming the Redcaps, the Guard caste conducted reconnaissance for years, as a matter of fact,” he replies, regaining his composure, and attempting to hide his contempt. “As Ogma in his divine wisdom dictated, the Guard caste was not allowed to touch any book, and thus they could only gather intel for us. Their defection into the willfully ignorant mob they have now become was a terrible blow, hence why all over the world, cohorts like yours are making their way to the surface today. We must begin our expeditions, lest the Redcaps find the bibliopoleis first and destroy them. Or worse, find an Incunabula and use its power to reshape reality to their ignorant whims. This is why we are here, why you are here.” He doesn’t hide the fact that he’s addressing you with that last statement, and you know without a doubt that he now dislikes you as much as he dislikes Fahren.

“On this your graduation day, my class of Field Librarians, you become emissaries of the Incantatrix as you embark in search of the lore of yore. Boot up your encyclopads, gather your equipment, and say a prayer to Ogma. We begin our descent.”

The moment the Master Librarian ends his discourse, Fahren turns to you and says, “I already spied the perfect place to begin our hunt. You will join me, right?”

You smile, hoist your pack onto your back, and say, “Let’s go find some Incunabula.”

I wrote the above back in January, just an idea I had kicking around in my head for a possible new role playing game. The concept is one that I love in fiction, finding lost lore in the form of books, scrolls, or anything printed, as the explanation why people would go adventuring in ruins and forgotten places. It was never necessarily meant to be my version of D&D, but it certainly was meant to be the kind of game that I always wanted out of playing D&D.

Along the way I picked up on two particular game design features that I wanted to explore with this specific project, one being the use of random tables to generate a significant part of the living world, setting details, and even plot, and the second was the use of in-character and in-world narration to explain everything about the game, not just the setting, as is somewhat common in roleplaying games, but also the rules to the game. This is why the narration above is in the second person, because it’s supposed to address you as the reader/player/newcomer to the world.

This piece of fiction has sat in my drafts folder for 6 months now, and I’m not sure what I’m going to do with it, if anything. But I do like the idea that’s embedded in there, so regardless of what may come of it, I’m letting it out into the world. I still think about what I would do with this particular design, so maybe one day, one day. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy this one glimpse into the world of Incunabula: Lore Hunting in the Ruins of the Third World.

Projects Update 2018/2019

This is a list of personal and professional projects I’m working on and where they currently stand as we close 2018 and welcome 2019. With all its ups and downs, 2018 was a good year for me in terms of my work. I started writing regularly by doing daily blog posts during the work week for almost six months, which then led me to get back to writing fiction, and editing my existing fiction, then to expanding my nonfiction work. While I wish I could’ve done more writing all around, when considering the drought I had been going through in the last few years, this felt positively torrential. Still, not everything I set out to do got done, so with that in mind, we turn to figure out where we are, and where we’re going.

LIVE PROJECTS – What I’m actively working on.

  • Rhymes With Seen zine – This is my main project for 2019, a quarterly zine packed with essays, op eds, memoirs, and some fiction. I’ve already released a Prologue issue, and the first issue is planned for February. I’m excited to work in the zine format this year and see how it helps my work and productivity.
  • Blog: Daniel/Highmoon – Blogging is here to stay. I loved getting back to writing regular blog posts, and while I need to slow down the rate at which I release new posts in order to dedicate time to other projects, there will certainly be regular posts in the new year.
  • Fiction: One Foot In Front Of The Other – I did my best to get this novel edited for release in 2018 but there’s still a lot to be done. I continue working on it, and it’ll be released when it’s done.
  • Fiction: Starfall (The Star Chronicles) – I began work on this novel which picks up right where my short story Ufaratza ends, and chronicling the further adventures of Captain Marina Estrella and the crew of the Star. No time estimate on this project, I’ll keep writing and it’ll be done when it’s done.

SHELVED – Off my plate for now.

  • Patreon – I’ve paused the Patreon for January 2019, but I don’t think it’ll be coming back. Eventually I’ll write a detailed blog post why I don’t think Patreon works for me at this point.
  • Game: Don’t You Forget About Me – Shelved but not forgotten. I have a feeling this will end up as a zine project.
  • Game: Unnamed Fantasy Project – It continues to brew on the backburner of my mind.

I have basically restructured my work so that Rhymes With Seen becomes the primary project since it can also absorb other smaller projects into its pages. The blog will continue, with some of the content eventually ending up in the zine. Beyond these and editing my novel, I think it’s better if I don’t commit to anything until it’s ready to be released. I had lofty plans when 2018 started, plans that didn’t quite survive slamming onto the reality of life through the year. I want to avoid that in 2019. It doesn’t mean I won’t work on anything else other than the zine, it means that I won’t go squawking about it until I have something finished or almost-finished to show for it. Manage expectations and all that.

I learned a lot in 2018, and those lessons are now being put to use in the zine project and my general work flow for the new year. I’m excited about what 2019 will bring, and I hope you’ll come along for the ride.

Starting At The Beginning

This essay was first published in the Prologue issue of Rhymes With Seen zine.

I am good at beginnings. I am really good at them, actually. It’s my favorite part of any project, that phase right at the onset when the idea is shiny and all over your life and it doesn’t let you sleep because it wants to come out, when excitement is high over what the new project will be, when it is the best idea ever and you can’t wait for the world to see! It’s a magical time, the beginning; it truly is. It’s also short lived and full of lies.

Over the years I have had my fair share (and your share, and her share, too) of projects started, of moments spent in this beautiful bubble in time, that never went on to be anything beyond. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve finished a good number of projects as well, but by far I own more real estate in the graveyard of projects started but never finished than in the garden of projects done and sent into the world. It took me years to realize this about myself, and by that time I had done a fair amount of damage to my confidence and self-esteem, which didn’t help my creativity or work-ethic either.

I would dare say that in the last five years I have learned more about myself than at any other point in my life, and that renewed sense of self-discovery has informed how I go about tackling life in many areas, including my creative work. Realizing my propensity for beginnings but spotty record in following through to completion has meant that I’ve been able to work on that as a goal. Little by little I have learned to remain excited about projects through their lifetime, enjoying the different stages for what each of them bring. This is not unlike learning to like the seasons of the year for what each of them offer instead of bemoaning that it’s too hot in summer or too cold in winter (and if not instead, then at least as well as). I’m not gonna say that I don’t have any projects started and left hanging, but I can say that there are reasons why these have been put on hold instead of it being because of focusing on the new shiny, and that the number has dwindled, just as the number of projects completed has risen.

I say all that as a preamble to the important question that surely must be raised: Why am I starting a new project with Rhymes With Seen?

In 2018 I set myself a goal to start writing regularly again, and I got myself into the habit by blogging on a consistent basis. I blogged daily (taking weekends off) for just shy of six months, with regular blogging about three times a week for the rest of 2018. I got back in the habit of writing, loosened up my fingers, and got the words flowing in a variety of topics, some of which I had been hesitant to tackle before. I learned a lot about my capabilities as a writer during this exercise, and more importantly, I learned what my limits were in various areas. When it was time to start considering my project goals for 2019, I had a large amount of data to inform that decision, data that, frankly, I never had or truly considered before.

I have wanted to start my zine project since about July of 2018, and an old version of me would’ve just jumped right in with a lot of energy right at the start, along with everything else I had going on in my personal and professional life. I would’ve crashed and burned in a month, maybe two, without a doubt. Instead I made notes, let the idea simmer in the back burner, let it tease me with all its potential while I worked on completing the projects I already had going. When summer ended and fall came around, bringing in some unexpected life twists with the birth of my second daughter, I knew I had made the right decision to not jump in feet first. Now as winter (or what passes for winter in central Florida) rolls in, as the year comes to a close and I look to what’s ahead, I realized it was the right time to bring out that idea, to put it through the gauntlet of all that I had learned in 2018, and turn the end result into my project for the new year.

So why am I starting a new project with this zine? Because it’s time to let this project fly, and let Rhymes With Seen be seen. Because I’ve thought through the entirety of the project, and know what it will and won’t be. Because it will incorporate the lessons learned throughout the year, and in turn teach me new lessons to take forward. Because it brings all my writing areas of interest and makes them work towards a common goal. Because it will be a culmination of what I am as a writer at this point in my life, and set the stage for the writer I will be going forth. Because this project will have a beginning, middle, and end, and you, dear reader, will be able to hold me accountable for it.

This is the beginning of Rhymes With Seen and it is indeed magical. I hope you will join me throughout 2019 to discover the wonder inherent in the journey, and celebrate with me the completion a year from now.



Zine Review: zine2018

zine2018 is a year-long zine project by graphics and game designer Nathan D. Paoletta which tackles content through a personal lens based around a monthly theme corresponding to the time of year. Eleven issues (January through November) have been published, with the twelfth and final issue probably coming out right at the end of the month, if the pattern holds true. zine2018 is a kind of window into Nathan’s life, work, and struggles, providing material that is both thought-provoking and relatable as a reader and fellow human being.

zine2018 is published both digitally in PDF, and in print, primarily through the creator’s Patreon, with copies being sold wide a week after being distributed to patrons via the creator’s own website. I have only read the digital issues of the zine, though from photographs on the site you can tell that the print copies are excellent (I’ll be ordering mine soon). I love what Nathan does with his zine covers; the design is simple, but the words hidden in the dot patterns hint at greater meaning in connection with the theme and the content.

I discovered zine2018 about midway through the year, after being infected with the zine bug by Hubris, and I immediately joined Nathan’s Patreon to get access to the released issues and support the ones to come through the rest of the year. Nathan is quite open in the pages of the zine, presenting his life through each issue’s theme in thoughtful essays along with some of his artwork and games. As a reader, I get a glimpse into the creator’s life and see that his struggles are my struggles, that we’re not alone in this roller coaster we call life even if sometimes we feel we’re the only one in the car.

zine2018 has been a very interesting project to follow, and I get excited with the release of each issue. I know that it hasn’t been easy at times for the author to keep up with the work of a monthly zine in addition to all his other work responsibilities, ongoing projects, and personal life, and that makes me appreciate the work put into each issue more. It’ll be interesting to see what will happen in 2019 once the yearlong experiment is done with.

If Hubris got me into zines, zine2018 inspired me with its personal content and with the courage it takes to be so vulnerable in a public forum. It also showed me how a zine with personal content could look like, which in turn inspired me to create my own zine in the format that it now exists in. For this, I am forever thankful.


Zine Review: HUBRIS

HUBRIS: The Journal of Cultural Horror was as a zine project by Berin Kinsman which tackled political and cultural issues from the perspective of an American living in Finland. Hubris was released on a monthly basis, and while it was slated for an experimental six-issue run, only five issues were released. Hubris was excellent, insightful, at times quite raw. Berin poured his frustration and anger into the page holding very little back, fitting for a zine exploring the darkness we somehow have accepted as normal in modern society.

Hubris was published digitally in PDF, Kindle, and epub format primarily through the author’s Patreon, with issues being sold wide via Amazon a week after patron copies were delivered. The zine covers, a white page with bold black and blocky letters featuring photographs of serene natural vistas shot by the author, created a stark contrast to the surreptitious (and not so surreptitious) darkness of the content inside. It was a simple design that spoke volumes about the project with but a glance.

Hubris was a zine that I waited for with baited breath, and read the same weekend it was released. It always made me think about the world, about my own place in the struggle for social justice and equality. It made me realize what I had missed (because let’s face it, there’s so much darkness that some of it creeps by), what I hadn’t considered, and what I could do. I don’t know that Hubris was conceived as a call-to-action manifesto, but after reading each issue, how could you, or I, not act and do something, even if was just feeling indignant about our own complicity?

Hubris took its toll on the author. When you stare into the abyss, sometimes the abyss not only stares back, it engulfs you. The lack of a sixth and final issue bears witness to the cost of shining a light into the darkness. In a painfully poetic way, it is fitting that Hubris never had its proper denouement, that the cultural horror it sought to illuminate claimed its final issue for itself. Those who slay monsters eventually are slayed by monsters themselves.

Hubris is no longer available, but you can still read some of the essays by following the Hubris tag on the author’s website. Part of me wishes the zine was still available if not still produced, but there’s also something poignant about it having existed only at a particular point in time.

Hubris introduced me to the fact that zines are still very much alive, showed me that zines are a fantastic format to communicate a variety of ideas for a very low production cost, and ignited the idea of making my own zine. For this I will always be grateful.

Orlando Zine Fest 2018

I attended Orlando Zine Fest 2018, my first zine fest ever, and I had a fantastic time. It was a cool central Florida winter evening, and equipped with a stack of print copies of my own zine, Rhymes With Seen, I ventured down to Downtown-ish Orlando not knowing what to expect, but sure that I wanted to be a part of it.

Held outside local watering hole Will’s Pub, the zine fest looked like a pop-up gypsy caravan, a mass of tents, lights, smoke, and people. It was an almost intimidating scene, as you could tell this was a tribe gathering in earnest, their attention focused inward on each other and on the zines on display, but there were enough breaks in the huddled mass to let newcomers in, so in I went headfirst.

The variety of zine topics was the most impressive feature right off the bat. There were photo books, comics, poetry collections, punk scene news, sci-fi/fantasy reviews, art collections, edited anthologies, fiction, memoirs, travelogues, photojournalism, politics, activism, music, love, comedy, local interest, essays, to name a few. I’m usually shy when faced with big groups and new people, but after chatting with a couple zine creators, I loosened up and started having fun checking out everything that was on display.

I was at the zine fest for about two hours, and got a chance to check out pretty much every table. While I wasn’t able to buy everything I would’ve wanted (I really wanted to support each and every creator just for their work), I still ended up buying a decent number of zines and some extras like stickers and pins. In turn, I gave away a copy of my zine to every creator I bought from as a thank you for their work and to share my own. Each and every one of them was honestly surprised and thankful when I handed them a copy of Rhymes With Seen, which was very humbling. I hope they all enjoy it.

For someone who’s lived in Orlando for two-and-a-half years and barely connected with the city, this was an excellent opportunity to see the kind of talent the City Beautiful boasts. I’ve connected with many of the zine creators on social media since, and I look forward to being more in tune, and a part of, the local art scene in whatever way possible. The zine fest was also invigorating for me as a first-time zine creator, and I cannot wait to produce my zine throughout 2019. Maybe by the time Orlando Zine Fest 2019 rolls around, I won’t only be attending, but selling my work as well. 

Fighting Impostor Syndrome

I released the first issue of my zine last weekend, and ever since I’ve been fighting off the creeping impostor syndrome. Even on the night of publication, when I was handing it out to other zine creators at Orlando Zine Fest, I was fighting the little voice in the back of my head saying negative things, telling me my work wasn’t worth it, that I was wasting my time. The fact that I’ve only sold one copy of the zine since release adds fuel to this fire. Today in particular it is really bad, almost crippling. Even writing this post is taking great effort, because what’s the point anyway since nobody cares?

I hate impostor syndrome. It’s debilitating, cynical, surreptitious, and incapacitating. It’s also irrational, which makes me even more furious when I succumb to it. Logically I know that I should just ignore it, do my thing and enjoy doing it. I have my days when I can just shake it off. Today isn’t one of those. I know I’ll be okay later on, but ugh, right now it’s like an iron ball tied around my neck weighing me down.

At times like this I remind myself over and over that I create for myself, that I write because I need to write. (There’s a bit of a lie buried in there because I do like sharing my work with others and find satisfaction when people actually read my work, which is why I publish it.) I’m my own audience to a great extent, and if I’m happy with what I create, then the primary goal has been achieved. Take that, impostor syndrome.

I’ll be okay tomorrow, and go back to working on new essays, new stories, new words. This is my promise to myself.

Launching RHYMES WITH SEEN, A Zine Publication

During 2018 I developed an interest in zine projects, especially the kind that featured personal essays along with other content of interest to the creator. The courage and vulnerability that it takes to create such a project appealed to me from the moment I heard that zines were still a thing in the twenty-teens. Once I saw examples of the format in action, primarily by following two zines published during 2018, I knew I wanted to do something along those lines as well. It took many months of thinking purposely about it, mulling the idea over in my head, considering possible formats and content, and coming up with a name that gave the project a unique identity. As we come to the close of 2018, I am happy to announce a new zine project for 2019, Rhymes With Seen.

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Who Is Creating Rhymes With Seen?

Hi, I’m Daniel. I’ve been writing for most of my life, a combination of fiction, games, and non-fiction. I’m Puerto Rican, live in Orlando, Florida, where I work as a nurse educator at one of the local hospitals. I’m married to a wonderful woman who puts up with a ridiculous amount of dad jokes, and I’m a father to two wonderful daughters, the oldest a very spirited toddler, the youngest a cute and cuddly, tough-as-nails warrior. I have varied interests, from pop culture to ancient cultures, from fantasy/sci-fi to tear-jerker dramas, faith and religion, history and travel, games and education, and many more. All of these inform and influence my writing, and all will find their way, in one shape or another, into the pages of Rhymes With Seen.

What Is Rhymes With Seen?

Zines are small-run publications hyperfocused on specific topics, put together by a small group of people or one person, and uncompromisingly reflecting the vision of the creator(s). They take the magazine idea and bring it to a small scale that’s doable by regular people with regular tools in order to spread ideas of interest to niche groups. Or to quote,

“some sort of publication, usually mass-produced by photocopying (in some cases, scanned, put on the ‘net, or copied via fax) on any range of topics, but usally [sic] filled with passion. a means of telling one’s story, sharing thoughts, and/or artwork/comics/doodles.”

Rhymes With Seen is a personal zine featuring my non-fiction/essay work, including commentary on current events and world culture, opinion pieces, memoirs, and maybe some comedic observations. Maybe. The zine will also feature entries that showcase my creative side, be they short-form fiction, samples from larger works, behind-the-scenes word sketches of works-in-progress, and perhaps some photography. No poetry cause I suck at it. I promise.

The zine will be published primarily in electronic format via PDF, with other digital formats, such as mobi and ebook, following throughout the year, and a collected print volume after the run has ended.

Why Rhymes With Seen?

When I first encountered the word ‘zine’ long ago, it was in writing, and I never particularly thought about the pronunciation. Once I started being exposed to zines again this year, and more importantly, started talking about them out loud, I realized that, although I know the word derives from the ‘magazine’ (which I know perfectly well how to pronounce), my innate tendency was to pronounce ‘zine’ differently, not as zeen, but as zaine, (pronounced like mine). Every single time, without fail, I would pronounce the word wrong, then correct myself. I fixed this my reminding myself that zine rhymes with seen. Not only had I found a mnemonic to help me pronounce the word correctly, I had also found the name of my zine.

This rather commonplace origin, however, hides the layers of meaning the name brought out, which ultimately are what convinced me that Rhymes With Seen was the right name for the project.

See My Work

I want my work to be seen. I don’t write for fame and fortune. Writing is not my job, not how I make a living. Writing is who I am, what I do because I have to and need to. I write for myself first and foremost, but I also like to share what I write. Some things I share on my blog, others I have shared via publication, and a few via private correspondence. Rhymes With Seen gives me a vehicle to share my work, diverse as it may be, all in one place and at regular intervals.

See My Thoughts

I want my thoughts to be seen. I don’t believe my thoughts and opinions carry any more weight than someone else’s, but I do have things to say about various subjects, especially after thinking about some of them for a long time. I have personal insights to share, amusing anecdotes to tell, indignant opinions to hurl, passionate views to shout from the virtual mountaintops. And maybe, if I’m lucky, to have meaningful conversations stemming from those.

See My Self

I want to be seen. Kinda. I’m not an attention-seeker, and I get uncomfortable being the center of attention, so it’s not that kind of ‘seen’ I’m looking for; I’m happy to present my work and fade into the background. I am, however, this wonderful mess of identities—Puerto Rican, Latin, American, cis-male-but-not-macho-bullshit-male, white-passing, Christian, Jew, to name some—and I struggle with parts of me wanting to be more represented while parts of me want to disappear from view (which part wants to do what change constantly, too). I know I’m not alone in this identity struggle, and I want and need to be visible for myself, and for others struggling as well.

When Will Rhymes With Seen Be Available?

Rhymes With Seen will be published quarterly throughout 2019, starting in February, with a Prologue issue published in December 2018, and an Epilogue issue published in January 2020.

Where Can I Find Rhymes With Seen?

The best place to find Rhymes With Seen is as part of my Patreon at, where supporters at the Super Fan ($5) tier receive each issue in their inbox a week prior to wide release.

Rhymes With Seen digital issues will be sold wide via Etsy at, with other markets being added throughout the year.



NaNoWriMo – Week 4

November is National Novel Writing Month—NaNoWriMo—and I decided to join in at the last minute. I’ve written about Week 1-ish, Week 2, and Week 3, and here’s the final update for Week 4. I’m also doing the #NaNothatWriMo 30-day picture challenge I found on Instagram to have a little fun. I’ll post weekly digests of the topics, but you can also follow along on the Highmoon Press Instagram account.

Week 4 was a bit hectic, in that I flew back from my Thanksgiving vacation and worked long-ish hours for the rest of the week, which threw me off. On the plus side, I continued to make great use of my work lunch break, and since my family was out of town for most of the week, I got in a little extra writing time at the end of each workday. When Nov 30 rolled around, my final word count was 5315, half of the goal I had set for myself back on Nov 15 of 10,000 words. That said, I’m happy with the results. I got words written down, and a whole novel mapped out where I had nothing but wishes at the start of the month. NaNoWriMo accomplished its goal to get me writing. Time to move on to other projects during December.
Day 25. Writing Distractions. I am. I am my own greatest writing distraction. Not music, not TV, not social media, etc, but me not having the discipline to set those things aside to dedicate time to writing.
Day 26. Make Your Own Book Cover. Thrown together with the apps I have on my phone. When the time comes, I’ll bust out Photoshop and do a proper cover. (Though I’ll say, I like the simplicity of this design.)
Day 27. Most Words Written In One Day. I’ve no idea, I wasn’t keeping track of word count each day, not this time around. I want to say that for this project, it was something like 400 to 500. Overall, this project has been put together a couple hundred words at a time.
Day 28. Where Are You Writing Wednesday. Even though I wasn’t feeling well, I didn’t want to go home to an empty house (my wife and kids are out of town), so I ended up writing a couple hundred words at Barnes & Noble before calling it a night.
Day 29. Favorite Line You Wrote. Context: It’s circa 3100 AD, we’re in a space station, Marina was wounded, and wakes up in a fancy medical bay. I work in healthcare and I’m a little jaded about the cost of care and where it’s going in the future. I also like that I got to use one of my mom’s refranes, sayings. Also, Spanish isn’t italicized because it is as common a language for Marina as English.
Day 30. Final Word Count. 5315. Rather than bemoan not making it to 50K, or even 10K, I celebrate the 5K words I didn’t have when November started, and the novel that has taken shape in my head. I have been struggling for years to get this particular story out, and now I’m on my way to taking it from thought to paper. #NaNoWriMo accomplished its mission to get me writing fiction regularly throughout the month, for which I’m thankful. Now I’m looking forward to new projects, like editing my existing novel, and doing a nonfiction project which I’m very excited about. It’s always one project after the next in the #LifeOfAWriter.