So, while I do have every intention on working primarily on The Demon Cleaner Book 2, I have found motivation (possibly because my light is off and the only source of light in my room at present is my computer) to do some restructuring of my blog. My plan is to have little bits of information about my other projects on this blog so you may also have a peak into my other worlds in case you are not yet familiar with them.
While at the moment the new pages are blank, they will be filled in gradually as i come up with what it is that I want to say about them. So stay tuned, updates are always in the works.
Welcome to Nadiyah's Flash Blog
Occasionally, I'll sit down and write little short snippets of what could someday turn into a longer story...or not. Either way, I thought, "Hey, why don't I post them so people can read them?" So, here they are. Uncut. Enjoy.
PS. The book I'm using is called, "500 Five-Minute Writing Exercises." I wrote it because I needed one like it. If you would like a copy, you can go HERE. You can also
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PS. The book I'm using is called, "500 Five-Minute Writing Exercises." I wrote it because I needed one like it. If you would like a copy, you can go HERE. You can also
.Thursday, May 12, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
I've got it. I'm on a roll
Ex 221: Write an opening using, "I've got it. I'm on a roll now. On a roll."
"I've got it. I'm on a roll now. On a roll," I said to Martine as she watched me pull switch after swift and push button after button. I always told my sister that being an aviator with a minor in math was going to come in handy one day. She mocked me. All the way through college, she mocked. At our graduation party, she cracked jokes. She was going to go off and make the world greener, while I, she said, was going to go help pollute it for the man and people who wished they were birds. Well, huh, the joke's on her. her and her measly zoology degree. Ain't no zoo up here. Hell, ain't no animals period. Were it not for me, we'd be stuck in this spaceship with no one way home.
"I've got it. I'm on a roll now. On a roll," I said to Martine as she watched me pull switch after swift and push button after button. I always told my sister that being an aviator with a minor in math was going to come in handy one day. She mocked me. All the way through college, she mocked. At our graduation party, she cracked jokes. She was going to go off and make the world greener, while I, she said, was going to go help pollute it for the man and people who wished they were birds. Well, huh, the joke's on her. her and her measly zoology degree. Ain't no zoo up here. Hell, ain't no animals period. Were it not for me, we'd be stuck in this spaceship with no one way home.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
My first trailer
Hello all, wanted to let you know that my first trailer that i've ever made in my life is up on youtube. check it out here: YouTube - The Demon Cleaner: it's for the whole of the demon cleaner series. i will be working on trailers for specific books from the series. but until those arrive, please enjoy this. good day peep!!
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Sometimes you just need a good ole' fashioned 5-minuter
Ex 166: Write an opening using a sofa
He threw a sofa at me. God, I do not get paid enough for this, I thought. I shot back at him with my laser gun. He grumbled and stumbled, but didn't fall. I keep telling my commaders laser guns are useless on rabid cave trolls. Their skin is just too thick and they're too stupid to know that they should be in pain.
The troll stumbled into the kitchen. This time, its weapon of choice was a stove. Even after we wiped the home owner's memory, how were we going to fix the damage done to the poor man apartment? And not to mention that neighbors...and the police report.
Ducking and dodging appliance after appliance, I finally managed to get close enough to shoot the troll's knee at point-blank range.
He threw a sofa at me. God, I do not get paid enough for this, I thought. I shot back at him with my laser gun. He grumbled and stumbled, but didn't fall. I keep telling my commaders laser guns are useless on rabid cave trolls. Their skin is just too thick and they're too stupid to know that they should be in pain.
The troll stumbled into the kitchen. This time, its weapon of choice was a stove. Even after we wiped the home owner's memory, how were we going to fix the damage done to the poor man apartment? And not to mention that neighbors...and the police report.
Ducking and dodging appliance after appliance, I finally managed to get close enough to shoot the troll's knee at point-blank range.
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