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One of the many pumpkins. I also seem to have a lot of gourds (?). I don’t even know what all I’m growing out there.

This week I wrote a 3650 word NDNs in space story about a generation ship that is not doing too well.

Snippet:

In truth, the kids went around to everything but learned very little. It was like a big game. Dori had spent her time in engineering making beaded necklaces and polishing metal things that Uncle Toad gave her.

They glossed over the math parts, they could rely on the computers to help with that. They learned to fix the computers but there were critical parts that no one seemed to know where to find or how to make.

The fundraiser continues.

You can sponsor me here.

You can sponsor one of our workshop leaders here: Neile.
Or tireless workshop supporter Kate.
My classmate: Maggie.
My classmate: Tracy.

If you want to check out the participants yourself: CW Write-a-thon Writers.

Here’s the address if you’d prefer to mail a donation:

Clarion West
P.O. Box 31264
Seattle, WA 98103-1264

All donations are appreciated. Thank you.

The socially distancing birthday party was a delight but I still haven’t organized my photos so I will post at some point in the future. My photo collection is completely out of control. A massive day of organization is needed but not a priority at this time.

If this was the workshop the participants would be halfway through and probably all in love with each other and starting to worry how fast the workshop is flying by.

I made my goal but not very artfully.

I’ve been working on characterization and trying too hard made me seize up. I started writing in the first person and then started over in the third person. Both stories are slightly different but I did work both to an ending. 2410 words combined. No snippet this week.

It’s about a Karuk tribal member who is driving to Hoopa and picks up a hitchhiker who isn’t what they seem.

The fundraiser is kicking ass. According to my report there are 527 writers from all over the world plus the spirits of Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, Pauline Elizabeth Hopkins, and Jules Verne. We’ve raised $12,929 so far. Thanks to everyone who has contributed. I will send personal thank yous to my sponsors.

You can sponsor me here.

You can sponsor one of our workshop leaders here: Neile.
Or tireless workshop supporter Kate.
My classmate: Maggie.
My classmate: Tracy.

If you want to check out the participants yourself: CW Write-a-thon Writers.

Here’s the address if you’d prefer to mail a donation:

Clarion West
P.O. Box 31264
Seattle, WA 98103-1264

Any donation you are willing to give is terrific. We appreciate it.

What do you think? Is this guy going to make it?

This week I wrote a 2600 word story about Kelsey, the tribal member in charge of the Tribe’s theme park ride who is called in on her day off to investigate a ride anomaly and has to deal with a guy who is still mad she dumped him when they were teenagers.

Snippet:

“What’s going on?” I asked.

At first glance everything looked normal but you could never be sure since the ride went deep into the forest, mountains, a gold mine, a re-created Karuk village, a white-water river sequence and some generic wildlife activity before returning to the start point.

“Got ourselves a blip,” Ike said. He was dressed like a gas station attendant and pulled a handkerchief from his back pocket like an oil jockey which was hilarious because he actually sat in front of bank of monitors like a surveillance employee which is more like what he was.

I looked at Archie who nodded, vigorously not smiling and making sure I knew that was for me.

Full disclosure I am scheduling this post ahead of time. Today is my dad’s 90th birthday and we’re having a socially distant, masked-up, very few select guests birthday celebration that will include grilling red meat.

Hope you’re enjoying your Independence Day, too.

Important fundraising information:

You can sponsor me here.

You can sponsor one of our workshop leaders here: Neile.
Or tireless workshop supporter Kate.
My classmate: Maggie.

If you want to check out the participants yourself: CW Write-a-thon Writers.

Here’s the address if you’d prefer to mail a donation:

Clarion West
P.O. Box 31264
Seattle, WA 98103-1264

All donations are welcome. If you’re suffering donation fatigue, we’ll take your good thoughts.

This week I wrote a 2800 word story about Lester, a fast-talking tribal member who hears the feds want to unload control over the “alien portal” that is located on tribal lands and sees a great opportunity for himself.

Snippet:

Lester had a friend of a friend in the local government. It took a few calls and some loitering at the casino bar until he managed to hook one of the alien portal employees into a conversation.

June was her name and she was three minutes away from retirement and not about to let you forget it. She drank something called a salmon prisoner – he was never clear what was in it but it was one of the most expensive cocktails on the menu.

The idea was inspired by this piece by Winona LaDuke Reconciliation Pipeline: How to Shackle Native People. Relevant quote:

Dressed up as “equity positions”, or “reconciliation”, across the continent, corporations and governments are trying to pawn off bad projects on Native people.

You can sponsor me here.

You can sponsor one of our workshop leaders here: Neile.
Or tireless workshop supporter Kate Schaefer.
My classmate: Maggie.

If you want to check out the participants yourself: CW Write-a-thon Writers.

Here’s the address if you’d prefer to mail a donation:

Clarion West
P.O. Box 31264
Seattle, WA 98103-1264

All donations are welcome. If you’re suffering donation fatigue, we’ll take your good thoughts.