Thursday, January 6, 2011

My Writing Game

On ePublishing:

Suppose you're a heggler who's snuck past the gate guard into the Castle of Art, but you've only two eggs for sale, and they're rotten. Nobody's going to buy your eggs, except maybe to throw at you. You're going to have to offski back and get some fresh eggs, then sneak back in. So you do, with a dozen fresh eggs. Some people buy your eggs, but you don't make much because you've only got a dozen eggs to sell. So you go back outside and you get your chickens in a row and start them pumping out eggs. Now, with all these eggs, you might consider hiring a few folk to check that they're fresh, but after that you can sneak past the gate guard into the Castle of Art with impunity and everybody will buy your eggs and you'll be a Happy Heggler.

If that's what you really want to be.


A heggler is a seller of eggs. Since the common assumption is that a writer is not a seller of words, I'm going to start calling myself a hwordler.

My path to riches is assured.

250 words? Yes
Book "Lived Too Long to Die"
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Reading - A First Lesson From The Challenge
(Dean Wesley Smith)


1 comment:

  1. David, without your wordplay, my days would be 73% more boring.

    It sounds like you've got a lot of chickens and a lot of eggs. And I can testify to their freshness.


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