About Me

The Million-Words Project

I’m not a fan of the hexagon. I once tried putting cinnamon in mashed potatoes to see if it would taste good. It didn’t. I feel somewhat emasculated when I’m entering a password for the first time, and the site tells me it’s not a strong enough password. I can juggle, but only for about three or four seconds. I like cars, and my dream vehicle would be shaped like the Chrysler Building, but a little sportier. Also, horizontal.

In an effort to overcome procrastination, harness my motivation, and further my education, I decided I needed a project. This site is that project.

As of the launch of 1000words1000days.com, I am 38, married, have two teenage kids and four hapless bulldogs. I am about a year and a half (if all goes well) from finishing my return trip to University with a degree, and I load paper trays and create pretty little books nobody reads for the Colorado provincial government. I live in Denver, mostly because I have to. And I love to write. I am a Creative Writing minor at a school that is not equipped to offer a Creative Writing major. As this is what I am best at, writing was to be the obvious choice for a project.

I decided it would be an interesting challenge to write at least one thousand words on every topic I choose (from my hobbies) for one thousand days, starting in January this year. A new year, a new project. This was getting so poetic, it was almost turning shmaltzy.

I needed to establish some guidelines, or some rules to govern this fiasco.

Each entry will need to be at least mildly entertaining. I don’t want to put down 1000 words in a diary-like entry, whining about my life and reporting on my day. Nothing against personal blogs, but I want to make people laugh. So keeping it interesting is a must.

I want a fresh topic. My plan is to visit Wikipedia, then select a random article. That will be my subject matter, or at the very least, my jumping-off point. I’ll allow myself to skip over stubs; some Wikipedia articles are hardly more than two-line blurbs, and I’d rather stick with actual proper entries.

My writing style is mainly Creative Non-Fiction. This gives me the freedom to speak in my own voice, add my own color commentary, and steer within waters where I’m most comfortable. That said, I might do an entry as a fiction piece. Maybe I’ll do one in haiku. I’m open to playing around with the format, as long as I hit at least 1000 words and as long as it’s not boring. I hope.

I will write 1000 fresh words every now and then (daily for now isn’t possible but this project eyes to reach that goal soon). I won’t be throwing together a stash of emergency “busy-day” articles, nor will any of my practice entries be used.

How can I prove that I’m not cheating with a bunch of pre-written pieces? I probably can’t. But cheating is off the table. I’m doing this to truly become a writer, to conquer the mental blocks that keep the words locked away from my fingertips, and to really feel like I’m accomplishing something before I’m forty.

Even if it’s something nobody else reads, I’ll still have it and it has to be real. The way I see it, if I’m willing to put my quality of life and my personal relationships on the line by stretching out my day to find time for 1000 words, then why not my integrity? Honesty and legitimacy must be pillars of this little experiment, or else the whole thing is a waste of time. A cheat.

One thousand words, (within) one thousand days. A million words on a hundred subjects. With any luck, I’ll learn… something.

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