Taven Moore

New week? New prompt! As always, beware the comments section if you plan on writing something, so as to avoid being influenced. I look forward to seeing your responses! I've lived in this town my whole life, and most of the time that's fine by me. But in the late fall when the sky fills with birds migrating south for the winter, traveling thousands of miles, I get homesick for places I've never been. Places like ….

I remember fondly the days when I not only did not have to PLAN for books, books just sort of happened to me. Alas, adulthood is fast upon me and time for reading must be carved out by my very fingernails. This month, I'm reading Ready Player One, by Ernest Kline . I'm not quite halfway through it (so this notification to YOU, dear friends, is a bit postmature. Is that a word? It should be a word). In the year 2044, reality is an ugly place. The only time teenage Wade Watts really feels alive is when he's jacked into the virtual utopia known as the OASIS. Wade's devoted his life to studying the puzzles hidden within this world's digital confines—puzzles that are based on their creator's obsession with the pop culture of decades past and that promise massive power and fortune to whoever can unlock them.   But when Wade stumbles upon the first clue, he finds himself beset by players willing to kill to take this ultimate prize. The race is on, and if Wade...

New week? New prompt! As always, beware the comments section if you plan on writing something, so as to avoid being influenced. I look forward to seeing your responses! Perhaps it was a dream, she thought. Perhaps if she pinched herself, she would wake up. But she didn't want to wake up. She wanted to stay in this dream world where ….

"Action without planning is fatal, but planning without action is futile." I've tried to find attribution for that quote without luck, but it seems to be popular in Project Management circles. I heard it at a company meeting about strategic planning and business initiatives. Writing is In Everything Me? Every company meeting I'm in, all I can think about is how it's a lesson I associate with writing. Company-level vision and goals? Writing. Agile project development and SCRUM principles? Also writing. Getting through slumps in diet or workout? Random podcast about getting your career as a comedian started? ... You get the picture. Planners and Pantsers and Weaponry We've talked about planners vs pantsers in the past, and I think it's one of those Hatfield and McCoy situations that makes people draw a line in the sand and stand behind it, weapons out. *draws a line* There's a line, and on this side of it, I'm a planner. BUT. ...

Perry and I have been propping each other up on the writing front for a while now, but I've loved seeing some Saucy faces in the comments and on Facebook, so I figure we should get the band back together. Even if just in a small way. Obviously, no pressure to contribute (or even share your contribution if you don't feel like it) but if you participate, I'd love to see your story in the comments! ... on a related note, avoid the comments until you've written yours, just to be safe. I know I can be accidentally influenced by reading how other people respond to a prompt and I'd hate to accidentally squash your voice. Also, these prompts are the equivalent of an artist's sketch. Repeat, these are WRITING SKETCHES. Perfection is in no way a goal here. All we're doing is stretching our writing muscles with something small and flippant. That being said, the first prompt is .... *drumroll please* At first, we thought the black liquid was oil, that w...

I missed blogging. I didn't miss the endless battles against random attackers on my custom wordpress install, but I missed this. I missed YOU. So ... I pouted. And I shuffled my feet in the dirt. And I hemmed and I hawed and I blew my procrastination down. So here I am, back out there. A little older, not much wiser, and a little bit sassier. Whether you knew me as Tami, Taven, Whiskerwing, or even Egostistical Priest (hi there, old friends!) I'm still the same me. It feels SUPER weird not having control over my fonts and layouts but at the same time it's a little freeing. I mean, that's one less thing for me to spend my oh-so-precious free time on, right? What's that, compared to a few red links? (seriously, RED link text? What's that all about? This theme may not get to stay .... Since I've Been Gone I own a house now. Weird, right? Does it feel weird to hear it, because it totally feels weird to SAY it. A house. I own it. With a grown-up...