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About EelKatLocation: Old Orchard Beach & Biddeford, Maine, USA Home Region: Age:34 Website: http://twitter.com/EelKat Favorite novels: InuYasha, The Life and Times of Scrooge McDuck, Retief and the Warlords, Hichhicker's Guide to the Galaxy, Jane Eyre, Phantom of the Opera, Harry Potter, Dracula, Sherlock Holmes, The Bailey School Kids, Choose Your Own Adventures, The Three Investigators, Nancy Drew, Bunnicula series, The Star Trek Books Favorite writers: Rumiko Takahashi, Don Rosa, Cal Barks, Keith Laumer, Douglas Adams, Edgar Allan Poe, Arthur Conan Doyle, Orson Scott Card, James Blish, H.G.Wells Favorite music: Nightwish, Serj Tankian, Dropkick Murphys, C*C*DeVille, Poison, Alice Cooper, Liberace, David Bowie, Tin Machine, Edvard Grieg, AFI, Rob Zombie Non-noveling interests: reading, writing, pets, embroidery, CosPlay, costume making, Disney, comic books, roosters, birds |
Joined: October 9, 2006 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 329 NaNoWriMo buddies: 480
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Brief Author Bio: If you are in the Saco Bay area please come to the local Write-Ins. We meet twice per week, from October through December. The Wednesday Write-ins are from 9:30 to 11am @ Dyer library on Main Street in Saco. The Sunday write-ins are @ the Golden Rooster a restaurant/dinar also on Main St in Saco @ 11:30am to 1pm. Sometimes we show up earlier (9:30 - 1:00). I'm at every meeting, always wearing my Naraku CosPlay this year, so if you come, just look for the black haired girl wearing a purple kimono, sitting at a table writing away and chatting with fellow writers. Love to see you there. =============================================================== I wrote my first book in 1978 and haven't stopped writing since. NaNoWriMo 2009 will be my 5th year at NaNo. So far I've had 4 years and 3 wins and this year I'm going for my fourth win. I signed up the last week of 2004, but never actually got started writing anything. Though it was the year I actually signed up, I don't count it as my first year, since I never actually started writing anything! I failed my first year (2005) ...did like 2,000 before I got bored with my plot. In the 2006 relaunch of the site, the 2004 archive got deleted, along with the accounts of nearly every member who had joined in 2004. My account was one of the thousands that vanished in October of 2006. :( Luckily, because the system was wiped clean it had no memory of the deleted usernames either, thus allowing us to start new accounts with the exact same usernames. YAY! So, now my account says I signed up in 2006 instead of 2004, like it is supposed to say (many of us whose accounts now say 2006 as our join date, actually joined in 2004, btw.) I did 183,000 my second year (2006) ... kind of to make up for failing the first year, but than never went back to edit it. I reached 75,000 third year (2007), but I never finished the story! In 2008, I did the unthinkable and changed my goal from 50k to 200k. YOW! But I did it and finished out the month with my biggest total ever: 238,153 words in 30 days!!!! (spaced out over 5 different books btw - none of which I totally finished, but one of which has since been nearly finished and at the time of this writing had just finished going through it's 4th draft! YAY!) Now NaNoWriMo 2009 is bearing down upon us and I've decided to try to beat my total last year and try for 250K or more. YIKES! It's a dream, but not my goal. It was REALLY HARD to reach 200k last year, and it had me writing night and day to do it. Don't know if I'll have the time I had last year, and this year I want to focus on writing slower to write a publishable novel. So this year my goal is 75k, and if I go over - great. Info about me outside of NaNo? Well . . . I am Wendy C Allen, Author, Artist, Doll Maker, Independent Avon Sales Representative. If I were a month, I would be August. |
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Synopsis: Dracula Lives Next Door (Tween Horror) & Incubus (Adult Sci-Fi/Horror/Thriller)
Dracula Lives Next Door & Jack's Revenge & Buried Treasure & It Came From the Fridge and Other Tales of Rancid Yak Butter
and the M rated adult one my fans have been waiting for: Incubus (You just knew I couldn't make it through the month with out writing another "Etiole" story!)
Yep - that's five book titles up there.
Well, what started out as one big novel, than became a series of 4 children's chapter books, and now seems to be evolving into a series of short horror stories inspired by one sentence prompts. For my own book, I'm attempting to make each (or at least as many of them as possible) of these prompts into stories (each 1k to 5K long) about Dracula. I'm also trying to find a way to include Rancid Yak Butter in each one. 100 short stories times 1k words = 100k words right? and 5k times 100 is 500k? So that means I'll be writing up to 500k this year???????? YIKES! What did I get myself into? Wow, what a weird DARE I've made for myself! LOL!
Dracula Lives Next Door
A Middle Grade Chapter Book - planned goal 13k - 15k
Three boys discover that their new neighbor is Dracula.
Jack's Revenge
A Middle Grade Chapter Book - planned goal 13k - 15k
Having defeated Dracula in their last adventure, the three boys find a new foe when Jack Frost comes to town.
Buried Treasure and Other Tales From The Grave - A Twighlight Manor Press Horror Anthology
A sequel to SHIVER!
A set of 13 short stories in the style of Poe and Hitchcock.
It Came From the Fridge and Other Tales of Rancid Yak Butter - A Twighlight Manor Press Horror Anthology
Another sequel to SHIVER!
A set of 13 short stories in the style of Poe and Hitchcock.
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Excerpt: Dracula Lives Next Door (Tween Horror) & Incubus (Adult Sci-Fi/Horror/Thriller)
Where the Heck is the Ceiling? Excerpt From: It Came From the Fridge and Other Tales of Rancid Yak Butter - A Twighlight Manor Press Horror Anthology (Unedited of course - this is after all NaNoWriMo and no editing allowed so yeah - there do be mistakes in them there words!)
Last night I lay in bed looking up at the stars in the sky and I thought to myself, where the heck is the ceiling? It's not like I always get to sleep under the stars every night and I'd certaily like to do it more often, but it was a bit odd that I should be laying in bed and looking up at the stars at the same time. At first I thought it must have been a dream, and so I turned over and went back to sleep. I knew all would be well in the morning, no need to worry.
When I got out of bed the next morning, I noticed the sun seemed awfully bright. I looked up and there she was, right over my head. The sun in all her bright glory smiling down at me. Nope, I was definatly not dreaming. There it was, broad as day light, heck, it was day light, right there, with not a ceiling in sight. I just could not under stand a bit of it. I mean, how could a cieling be there one day and gone the next? There had to be a logical explaination for this phenomina and I would find out what it was as soon as I had time to think about it. At the moment, however, I did not have time to think about this situation any farther. I was already late for work. Again. Worrying about my lack of a cieling would just have to wait until I had less important things to worry about.
It did bother me some, though, to use the bathroom with no ceiling above my head. I kept looking up, half expecting a plane full of people to be flying over head and taking pictures of me in my cielingless bathroom. I couldn't even look in the mirror when I was shaving, I spent so much time looking up watching for that plane full of people to be spying on my. I ended up cutting my neck with the razor. I should have been looking in the mirror. It wouldn't have happened if I had.
I found myself to be a bit light headed as I walked to the kitchen to grab a quick breakfast. The cut on my neck was just a razor nick, it shouldn't have caused me so much trouble. The dizzyness was some what confounding, but I passed it off as my body not being used to all this fresh air. I looked up at the sun over head once again. Yes, that's what it was. Too buch sun light. Too much fresh air. First thing I saw when I got to the kitchen was a loaf of white bread and a tub of expensive yak butter sitting on the counter. I put the loaf of bread in the cupboard, as it occured to me that should it rain before I get home, it would get soggy. I would not want to eat soggy bread. Reaching up to put the bread on the shelf, however resulted in a splitting headache. I nearly fell over. I picked up the tub of yak butter and made my way to the fridge where I found that, thankfully, I was not yet out of orange juice. Orange juice and a cookie. I knew I would feel better if I drank a glass of orange juice and eat a cookie. I put the yak butter in the fridge and poured myself a glass of orange juice, and than set about looking for a cookie. Than it was off to work.
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Back home that night, I was half hoping the see the ceiling back so I wouldn't have to worry about what had happened to it and how I would going about getting a new one, but, upon entering the house, I found that alas, I was still with out a ceiling. I was however, too tired to worry about this predicament. I ate a slice of bread spread with yak butter and was some what disapointed to find that the yak butter had turned rancid. It now tasted of garlic. Interesting. I found I actually liked it, and had a few more slices of my rancid yak butter *garlic* bread. I was very tired, so I had just one more slice and than off to bed. I was already in bed and nearly asleep before I remembered that I forgot to brush my teeth. I'll do it in the morning, I thought as I drifted off to sleep.
My sleep was plauged with nightmares of giant razors. Gaint razors coming after me and slicing my throat. Blood filled the room and I a woke to a scream. I leapt from my bed, at first thinking that I myself had screamed, but as my eyes adjusted to the dark of night, I suddenly became aware of the fact that I was not alone in my room, for the screams continued and I was standing silent as the grave without saying a word. And there in the corner, what should I see, but a man on the floor recoiling and sreaming. A man? Nay, I think not. Not a man, not a ghost, but a vampire it seemed. I moved forward in an atempt to help the creature for it seemed in great pain. "Yak butter!" it hissed as it leapt from the floor and flew off into the night. I watched from my ceilingless room as it flew away and out of sight. It was only than did I become aware that the pain in my neck was incredibaly worse.
In the morning I woke up, expecting to see the sun in my face, but low and behold my ceiling was there, quit as if it had never left, every beam in it's proper place. My trip to the bathroom was much a releif. No worries of plane full of people spying on my today. I was surprised to find that the nick on my neck seemed to have become baddly infected. I would have to remember to stop by my doctors office on the way home from work tonight. But, no time to worrry about that now. I grabbed a slice of bread and yak butter and rushed out the door.
I arrived at work, late once again, but today my boss arived later than me. As he entered his office I heard him say to the girl at the front desk: "Sorry I'm late. I couldn't sleep last night. I got up this morning with a terrible pain in my neck, and you'll never believe this, but the ceiling of my house seems to have disapeared!"
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