Day 4 – My Sabbath!

Posted: November 10, 2015 in Uncategorized

No writing today. A Day for catching up on housework and trying to get as much research done as I can I promise I’ll make it up tomorrow.

In Regards to my daily totals:

Each of my three current projects have a daily word total of 250 words/day, that is a total of 750 words/day. Now, a year ago I would have considered the day a failure if I hadn’t been able to hit at least 250 words per project. Nowadays, It is irrelevant to me, either 250 words per project, 750 words in just one project, or 750 words in other projects (Not including Facebook or blog posts, texts, emails, etc.)

Alright, That’s it from me today. Cya all tomorrow.

Day 3 – Solitary No longer

Posted: November 9, 2015 in 2015, craftwork, WIP
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Alright, so I hit, actually knocked it out of the park, the word target for ‘9 to 5’ and only got halfway to my target for ‘Survive’. And I’m still to start on ‘Zombie Nation’ :-( but I have really taken the plunge and have joined my local writers group

Each month, the group decides on a theme, or subject, for members to base a piece of work around. This month we have two, they are ‘Remembrance’ and ‘undecided’. I will be planning to upload my contribution after next months meeting but until then everyone will have to be content following  my daily writing.

1: Survive. (Book one of a new trilogy)

TOTAL WORD COUNT – 80,000

DAILY WORDS – 128

ESTIMATED TIME TO FINISH – 21st Sept, 2016

2. Zombie Nation

TOTAL WORD COUNT – 35,000

DAILY WORDS –

ESTIMATED TIME TO FINISH – 19th March, 2016

2. 9 to 5 Working Title

TOTAL WORD COUNT – 25,000

DAILY WORDS -511

ESTIMATED TIME TO FINISH – 7th Feb, 2016.

Day 2 – Daily writing update

Posted: November 9, 2015 in Uncategorized

Yesterday was a weird one, I got writing done but most of it was done in the offline version of Novlr and  (I think) because I didn’t sync before midnight it hasn’t updated the online version correctly, therefore the work done on ‘Survive’ I will not be counting towards yesterdays count. :-(

1: Survive. (Book one of a new trilogy)

TOTAL WORD COUNT – 80,000

DAILY WORDS – 0

ESTIMATED TIME TO FINISH – 21st Sept, 2016

2. Zombie Nation

TOTAL WORD COUNT – 35,000

DAILY WORDS –

ESTIMATED TIME TO FINISH – 19th March, 2016

2. 9 to 5 Working Title

TOTAL WORD COUNT – 25,000

DAILY WORDS -526

ESTIMATED TIME TO FINISH – 7th Feb, 2016

Well, It seems that Lord Thoth isn’t quite done with me yet. Story Ideas, Characters, Settings, Entire Worlds has he thrown at my head. Anyone would think I was a slow learner; having hit the big 40 and still refusing to let the dream of being a writer die a dignified death.

I have been exploring the deluge of apps and websites that are available to writers everywhere. And I have come across two that are now permanently in my toolbox and I am finding that they are, rather than distracting me from the writing, they are helping me focus on the important stuff.

Writeometer – This wonderful little app will allow you to set targets for your current project and give you daily reminders that you need to write. I highly recommend it to anyone who struggles like I do with writing.

Novlr – This is a great little website that allows you to write, online AND offline, and from any device that can access the internet. It will track your word counts for the day/month/year, your average daily word count, how many hrs you spend writing, even what time of the day is your preferred time to write.

What does this have to do with my writing, you may be asking? A whole DAMN lot really. As you may be able to see to the left of the screen there are three new milestones. These are:

1: Survive. (Book one of a new trilogy)

TOTAL WORD COUNT – 80,000

DAILY WORDS – 250

ESTIMATED TIME TO FINISH – 21st Sept, 2016

2. Zombie Nation

TOTAL WORD COUNT – 35,000

DAILY WORDS -250

ESTIMATED TIME TO FINISH – 19th March, 2016

2. 9 to 5 Working Title

TOTAL WORD COUNT – 25,000

DAILY WORDS -250

ESTIMATED TIME TO FINISH – 7th Feb, 2016

Yes, I know; You’re all saying ‘Matty has bitten off more than he can handle…..AGAIN!’ And maybe I have but I am committing to make a solid effort to follow through this time. So much so that I will be posting my daily success OR failure Everyday.

Daily update – Day 1

Survive – 91 words written. Not a great start but still a start and the ideas are still peculating

Zombie Nation & ‘9 to 5 WT’ – Nothing written as of yet and a great feature of writeometer appears. If I dodn’t write for a day then I can re-calculate the new end date OR increase the daily word count to keep the same end date.

Night All..

I am quite proud of the fact that I lasted One month and Two days staying away from this blog; and from ANY writing of a fictional nature. Hell, I was surprised at how easy it was to NOT think of stories!

But last night, as I was unable to get any sleep I took a walk along the beach and this ‘Flash Fiction came to me. It still needs work, and a lot of tidying up but as is it reads okay and It is a complete story.

Flash Fiction, for those who don’t know is fiction within the 100 to 1000 word range and ‘Dreams‘ weighs in at respectable 520 words.


Dreams from before

The soft sound of my sand-shoe’s as I walk the streets at night. It’s the middle of winter now, cool but not yet biting cold. They called me crazy for walking the night, it isn’t safe they said, infected can still get through the barrier I was told time and again. I knew better. I can’t explain how I knew, I just knew.

I always found it calming to walk through the dark of the night, the rhythmic swoosh of the waves on the beach, the distant din of the Cyclops tower. All of it, it helped drive the nightmares away.

I was barely Ten years old when The End happened. That’s a stupid name for what was essentially our extinction. Some called it a virus, some a plague, the fanatics called it the wrath of a vengeful god. I call it a nightmare. I’m all alone now, like a lot of other kids at the time, I lost my my entire family to the plague. If I wanted to be honest, and in a dream who wants to be honest, I was the one who killed my parents.

Dad had come home from work early, claimed to not be feeling really well, and looking like Satan’s asshole after chilli night. It was a Saturday, the 15th of August. I remember it well because it was the last time I ever mowed a lawn. Actually I don’t remember anyone mowing a lawn after The End, running power tools drew their attention. About an hour later there was a crash as my parents fell through the French patio doors, Dad ripping mums flesh from her neck with his teeth.

I don’t know what it was that came over me, I remember stories of mothers gaining incredible strength to lift a car of their child, all I recall is seeing the mower, still running swinging towards my father. I held the blades on his face until his body had stopped writhing and flapping about. It was too late for Mum, she’d died with the sight of her husband; the man she loved and the father of her children ripping out her throat, black blood-shot animal eyes in place of the hazel-green eyes she loved.

I have survived for nearly a decade on my own. There is a group, living near the water, that I sometimes trade with but in the main they leave me alone and I leave them to their misguided attempts at rebuilding.

The smell of the freshly fallen rain, as it soaks into the bone dry earth intrudes it’s wet, invigorating scent into my dreams. I open my eyes. It is dark out but I can see as if it was midday. They’ve got patrols out, must be looking to extend the barrier again.

Damn, I don’t have time to get away without being seen. Oh well, I was getting a little hungry anyways. I’m able to trick one of them into leaving the rest, and the last thing he will see as I take his life essense will be my Black blood shot animal eyes.

A Life Chapter comes to an end.

Posted: June 15, 2014 in 2014, General
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It’s long overdue but it is finally time to let go a a life dream and put down the pen for the last time. Writing is something that has weighed me down for nearly half a century and it is time for me to face the fact that I am, and will only ever be, a poor to middling writer.

In all honesty I’m actually bloody crap at it! It’s just not what I was put on this earth for, it really is that simple.

I’m glad that I got to at least publish a book of my writings, crap as it was :-( and the 18 copies that are out in the world are all that will remain as evidence that I was ever a writer,  as of the end of June this year All extant writings, Ideas, Poems, notebooks, etc will be destroyed.

It’s been an incredible journey and it is my fervent hope that this does not discourage other budding writers out there, This was my choice and it doesn’t have to be yours.

Sin Cere

Matty J

 

 

 

You are married, and you have been told that you will die in two years from an Incurable Genetic Disease. Write a letter/Letters to your Children for them to read on a significant birthday (16th, 21st, Wedding, etc).