NaNoWriMo Update

Today I hit an all-time daily record of 4,085 words (new fiction) – that’s the equivalent of a short story. And total word count for the month = 22,183. Since November 1st I have finished 3 short stories, formerly stuck for years in “where am I going with this?” mode. Today started a brand spanking Read More …

November Sprints

National Novel Writing Month It’s that time of year again, when all over the world writers commit to the challenge of writing 50,000 words of fiction within thirty days.  I used to participate in the now defunct sister event Script Frenzy (100 pages of screenplay in one month), and really had no intention of joining Read More …

Concerning Abimelech Jones

There is a boy who flies with the birds. But not in that ’80’s movie kind of way: Dragging a parable behind him. He is just a boy, And he flies because He never doubts. And at the crack of dawn, He steps into the air, Higher and higher, Until he rolls over And touches Read More …

So Where Were We?

Ah, yes: my last post was on spring fever if I recall correctly.  Except now it is nearly fall. Kiddo started back at preschool today, and I find myself with more time on my hands.  And, you know what?  I’m a little sad about that.  Kiddo and I had an awesome summer together.  We went Read More …

Setting Goals That You Can Keep

The only way I know how to accomplish anything in this life is to do it.  Doing it means you want it.  In my corporate days, I got the reputation of being a Closer.  I got stuff done, often by just moving before indecision took hold.   Need a proposal response managed?  Moving to a new Read More …

Roads

“Go here or there or there?” the young man asks.   He jabs a finger at the map on his lap. “It seems to me,” the old man begins, “that you have cluttered up that head of yours.” “But which way?” “Which way do you want to go?” “All of them.” “Humph.” The old man takes Read More …

Day 1

Okay. Check out it. Everybody’s doing it. What’s the problem? I’ll make you feel good. I’ll make you feel safe. I’ll make anything possible. Come on. Just one hit. You know you want it. You can start again tomorrow. Just enough to get you through this rough patch. This’ll be the last time. What’s the difference? Read More …

Bun In The Oven

Heat. Pavement. Stroll. Humid. Sauna. Love, love, love! Pores, muscles: fluid. Yes! Neighbor. Lady. Car. Smile. Courtesies. Question: “Bun? Oven?” Record-scraaaatch!! Grin. Fake. Inside: Laughter…scream (NOOOOOO!!). Smile. Courtesy. Neighbor. Embarrassment. Joke: “Me? Walks. Yes, me.  Ha Ha! Bye Bye!” Grin…no, frown. Step. Step. Step. Step. Home. Diet. Exercise. Sigh.   Copyright © 2015, Ilana Hulsey Rea. All rights reserved.

Home Projects Binge

So my official story when neighbors comment on the volume of work that they have seen me or hubby doing around the house this past month is that now is the time to get this stuff done before the torrid heat and humidity kicks in.  Call it global warming, but in the last few years Read More …

Flash Fiction

When I left the day job almost a year ago my goals were lofty and crowded:  complete my three screenplays, apply for a fellowship/competition or two (or three), keep up several weekly blog posts, work on some short fiction.  Except I made these goals unprepared for the realities of being present and open with a Read More …