For 2010 I resolve to read more genre fiction. I do enjoy it, but find myself indulging in much more non-fiction rather than keeping up with the speculative writing world.
 

Toward this end, I've subscribed to Crossed Genres which is not only run by local editors, but also has great content. A few samples of what I've enjoyed:
 

- A great essay by Piers Anthony about writing humor

- An excellent zombie tale by Lyn Cannady called "True Love Rare"

- A wicked awesome adventure by Jessica Reisman entitled "Our Lady of the Mantilla"

- An outrageously cool story by Camille Alexa called "The Good Old-Fashioned Kind of Water"
 

Okay, since I know the last two writers, I'm a little biased; but the quality of Crossed Genres is consistently good. One can do much worse in the wild world of online fiction.
 

Another NaNoWriMo has been completed. Congratulations go to Rick O. for completing more than 50,000 words in the month of November. Nice work, Sir!
 

Many thanks to writing pals Jack, Tim, and Peggy. Special honors go to Peggy who topped 35,000 words for not only her first attempt at NaNoWriMo but her first attempt at writing a book length piece of fiction. Congrats!
 

That is what I love about this crazy event. It inspires people to write, to tackle an objective they've always wanted to do but never got around to trying.
 

My own attempt did not get to 50k, though I did get north of 35k. I still like the idea for the book as well as the characters who have developed in interesting ways over the past 30 days. Just remains to keep plugging away.
 

Many thanks to everyone who stopped by here to offer encouragement. It helped more than you could know.
 

Doubled up on write-ins over the weekend and the words flowed like water. As a bonus, got to hang with Jack on Saturday and Peggy on Sunday, chatting about all kinds of writerly things.
 

Outlook for further write-ins looks dim due to my schedule. Which means I'll have to do it the old fashioned way: writing alone, butt in chair, words on the page. Every. Single. Day.