My Writer Bloggy Woggy: October 2010

Who am me?

I own a smoking jacket. An ancient rat terrier growls toothless from a pillow near the fire. A wind blasts the walls of my cottage bringing in freezing rain from the sea.

You've come to me for answers; your first small step toward writer-wellness. Your first small, impish footprint along the shining path - el cendero luminoso - to healing.

I love you.

I mean that.

You must first set aside your preconceived notions about the publishing undistry. That's righty-right, it's an undistry. If you're not feeling algebraically challenged you've noticed I have transposed the i and the u.

I have done so without your permission.

The world did not blow up. Did you notice?

I do this to make a point. I have placed myself in the middle of things, and you out toward the edges, the periphery. Don't know if I've spelled that right.

Then there is hope for you.You will transpose back the i for the u, when you, the learner become the maestro. Which shall happen over time, if you are worthy.

First lesson out of the way, let's take you a bit further in my next -proximo - posty-wosty. Keep updated by including yourself in my stream of twatterings

My Writer Bloggy Woggy

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Our Man Tries to Get a Royalty Statement

Sunday, October 24, 2010

We've Decided to Go Politics for a moment.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

All Men Are Shit with Robert McKee

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

And now some Charlie Kaufman

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

WRITER! YOU HAVE SINNED!!! DAMN YOU!!!

Monday, October 18, 2010

Our Man's Narrow Escape from Utter Destruction!

Friday, October 15, 2010

AGENT: FOLLOW MY GUIDE-LIES!

Friday, October 8, 2010

Bet you can't listen without moving!

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Puppies Humping a Football! How Cute!