Roadwalker

I am a father of 6, husband and author. My tumblr blog is some re-posts and a lot of me going on about my writing Please feel free to ask me anything.

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why is diarrhea hereditary?

it runs in your genes

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NEW #podcast EPISODE! 🎙✨ I’m talking to sci-fi writer David Faux about grief, hope, & worldbuilding. 🌎📝✨ Link in bio, or look for Write Now in iTunes! 😄💕 #amwriting

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Sarah’s Write Now Podcast is a warm cup of encouragement. I was blessed to be a part of it.

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Let it out. #amwriting #writersofinstagram #quotes #writenow #faulkner

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“You may as well be who you are.” – Grace Paley #amwriting #writersofinstagram #writenow #quotes

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Body: Something's not right... Me: No, it's 6am Body: It feels like 5am Me: It's 6 Body: No... it can't be Me: Well it is Body: Are you lying to me? You wouldn't do that would you? Me: Look at the clock, 6am Body: I'm so cold

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So many #books. 😍📖📖📖✨ #Repost @unsplash with @repostapp. ・・・ ‘A room without books is like a body without a soul’ 📖 Photo by @imPatrickT

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Monday morning writing inspiration. #amwriting #writenow #quotes

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lazy Sunday afternoon

I said I would lay in bed all day and read The Old Man and the Sea from start to finish. It was raining outside and there were 2 cats in my bed.

30 pages in and I fell asleep. 4 hours later I woke up with the cats looking at me as if to say “we knew you’d do that”

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boldog Karácsonyt‬

The first time anyone said Merry Christmas to me in Hungarian it sounded like "bulldog cockroach net". But she said it with such a loving smile that I knew what she meant. Come on people, if someone wishes you "happy holidays" just smile and thank them.

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Do you know any writing hashtags or communities on twitter?

#MSWL - the Manuscript Wishlist tag, which only editors and agents can post in, is a tag that allows writers to see what editors and agents are currently looking for

#amwriting - for writers who are writing

#amediting - for writers/agents/editors who are editing

#tenqueries - a tag in which agents review ten query letters by saying why they rejected or accepted them (there are other variations of this)

#whattoread - book recommendations

#WIP - for writers and their works in progress

#querytip - tips for writing query letters

#litchat - posts about books and whatnot

#storystarter - a type of writing prompt tag

#askagent/#askeditor - self-explanatory

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NaNoWriMo 2015

Finished writing an exhausting novel that was more of an exploration of the dark spaces of my mind than a good fiction story.

Now that it’s done I feel like I just want to go to bed forever and never write again.

Anybody want to talk me out of that?

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(via What Makes A Sentence Beautiful?)

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NaNoWriMo 2015

Hit 50k this morning. 50,119 words in 26 days and the story is almost done.

I can’t say it’s been as fun as other projects. This was the most honest piece of writing I’ve ever done. It’s been a journey through my memories, fears and secrets. And it’s one the the healthiest things I’ve ever done as well.

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NaNoWriMo 2015 excerpt

I felt lost. Really lost, not just directionless like I used to feel when I would ponder my useless college degree and wonder what I would do with my life. This lost feeling was like the feeling I remembered when I was accidentally separated from my parents at a strange location. Suddenly nothing made sense anymore, nothing was familiar and it was like everything had sharp edges to it and I didn’t want to move for fear of being even more lost. I seemed to shrink and the rest of the world grew and everything became far away and I was a speck on the floor that could easily be stepped on, but I couldn’t run or hide or even move because I was lost and all I could do was wait because deep down underneath the terror of being lost I held on to the part of me that knew I would be found because I belonged to my parents and they cared about me and loved me and would do what it took to find their lost son. So I held out and endured the trembling fear that I would slip away and I waited to hear the voice I loved to call my name.

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NaNoWriMo 2015

I am never as excited to get to writing this year because this time writing is not an escape. The character in my narrative is facing his demons, my demons. They are confronting him, me, the writer who lives in denial most of the time. I’m not creating a novel for the world to read, no. This is a confession.