Archive for October, 2010

Write or Die

Yes, I know it’s been around for ages, I know NaNo recommends it when things are rough, and all that.

But I only just tried it out today. (call me slow if you want)

Go check it out. it’s fun as hell, the pressure is great.  It’s like having a mini-NaNo each time you start a session.  I plan on using it to keep and hit my wordcount goats for the month

*edit*  wordcounting goats….  hmm.. goats who count the words as they eat them.. too funny, anybody else see a goat chewing on newspapers and old novels yet?

Back to topic, here’s the bit where I tried a 15 minute 500 word challenge, and yeah, I finished it in like six minutes, so there!  😛

I’ve cut and pasted it here for honesty’s sake, I’ll have to obviously edit anything I use this program for.  Especially when I set it to kill all and two second lag before punishment…


Ok, back to the real work.

*Below is the text I’ve entered using the online Write or Die Module*

Alright, I’ve set a 500 word limit for 15 minutes, I wonder if this thing is going to work, it probably will, as long as I can find the correct bits and ways to type it all out.  Sitting here blasted well irritating, really really irritation, writing on a laptop is really good when I’m sitting down in a chair with the computer on my lap, but the truth is that I simply cannot write well like this.  My hands are all in the wrong places, the pressure is directly on my carparal tunnel issues, and there was the pink screen of warning, I liked that.  That was good.  I thing that at the two minute mark I’ll have to ok that’s works.  it’s irritating, I’m going to need to keep my headset on and keep it working (charged) so that this will keep me honest.
If I have to listen to crying babies, then things is really bad.  ( I have enough grying babies in my own life, and when they cry, all hell breaks loose.  I think I am going to short cut this however, I’ll set it up to do the 3000 words for a day each day (say 2000 on a the NaNo story, well ish) and keep the balance for the other stories, that’s a good compromise isn’t it?  I do believe that I can beat my own score. I’ll have to buy the desktop version of the program.
That dang fan in the background is really starting to get to me, I’m pushing warm air from the fireplace in the dining room to the back of the house so that I can warm up the whole house with the fireplace, rather than using the damned electric heaters.  I think this program is simply watching me hit keys and if I don’t hit a key for more than two seconds then it starts with the pink, red, danger screen thing.  This is awsome, I’m down to 160 words before I can hit done.  This is like having a mini-Nano each session.  i can set a goal and then I’ll have to hit it.  It’s sad really, that as humans we need a program like this to keep us honest (Ok, so I do anyhow.)  adn I’ll be using it, because it’s really a good thing.  It’ll get me typing, it’ll get the words flowing.  When I know I only have two seconds to start hitting keys, and honesty will keep me using words rather than just pushing out random garble.  Dang, my grammer is really really bad when I type like this, I am seriously going to have to go edit this.  But for fun, how about I put this whole thing, with a link back to this page of course, up on the writing website blog.  it’s now two in the afternoon, I still have to get to the store and over to mom’s for a little bit.  So I’m out of here.




That’s kinda scary ain’t it.

It’s really really bad.  Grammar is worse, at least the spelling is marginally alright.  Marginally.

I’m gone, back later.

Daniel Casey.  Cheers, have fun and go check out



I’m outta here.




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Our Technological Umbilical Cord

Morning all,

I have a rant, that may devolve into a message, and might even aspire to a lesson or something like that.

Last night while I was procrastinating and not getting my work and writing done, the internet connection to my house went offline.    Now, reasonably looking back, I should have taken that as the blessing it was and just gotten down to working.  But no… I rationalized that I had to have the internet connection up and running or I wouldn’t be able to do anything. (consequently, I didn’t get anything done anyhow, because the connection failure was at the other end, the supplier not my setup).  Having wasted a full hour or two doing this, I finally admitted defeat and sat down to start the writing I should have been doing all along…

Anybody else catching the irony in this?  or the frustratingly maddening tendencies we all seem to have developed concerning our need to be connected.

My question at large, (and I’ll likely fail to answer it properly, but such is life…)

Why as biological entities, do we need to be connected through technological communications.

Human’s are social beings, I get that.

But as social beings we are each one of us individual…  alone with our own minds and thoughts…

So why, when things go offline, become disconnected, etc.  (yes there is irony in this being posted on a blog) Why do we end up going nuts and spending so much time trying to make it work right?

I know that there is a philosophical lesson in this somewhere, something along the lines of “we are who we became in other’s eyes, and those others, apart from their own defined existences, only exist to show us ourselves…”

That’s warped, but it’s close to what I was going for.

Take me personally, I spend way too much energy checking for e-mail I know is not there, generally trying to validate my own existence through other’s perceptions of me.  Then I go and try to write stories about people who aren’t me, this gives me a form of relief from the constant need for reassurance of my own validity…

Odd, but there it is.  I am not sure how we ended up in the existential realms from a simple tech failure.  It’s obviously back online now, and the whole issue is behind us.

I guess I’ll get back to work here.  Gotta get some typing done.


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What happens when you put your moving truck in Reverse?

Yup, I actually did that yesterday.  Can we say dense as granite.

I’ve been using the transmission of my automatic truck to slow the massive beast down, trying to save what’s left of my brakes until I can afford to fix them (that’s today), but last night I was having an absent moment…

I was moving down the highway at about 75 kph, and I shifted down from Drive into …

Dum, Dum dum……

You guessed it, REVERSE.  (not a good thing)


After lots of screeching, grinding and such I got the transmission back up into neutral, at which point the truck died on the side of the road…  Ticking….

I’ll leave you for a moment to consider just how bad this might be…..

(this pic is not mine, click it to visit where it came from)







Thought about it much yet?

Well, the truck seemed to be fine, once I got it started and moving again.  The burnt metal smell finally dispersed.

Yesterday just wasn’t worth getting out from under the rock.  I just switched trucks for today, running the old rusty dodge for a while now….

And on that note, I suppose I’ll get back to work here…  Until later when I’m feeling more like talking about something important…


A parting thought:  If the US is politically opposed to the (now disbanded) Soviet Union, and the Soviet Union is a Socialist State,

Does that make the US Policy makers Anti-Socialists?


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Who's minding my mind?

See, now I had a great idea on the way into work regarding something I was going to expound on.  Now do you think I can remember what it was?

Nope.  Nada.  My mind has less in it than a beer can at a frat party.

So our new topic now becomes, what is in a mind?

Minds, or more specifically memory is fallible.  You think you know things, but on cross examination you often find out that what you thought you knew wasn’t actually what you knew…  oh my, so what do we know?

I suppose there is some truth in the old adage, the older we get, the less we know, and the more that we know we don’t know…  (follow that?)

So, in essence, reality is subjective, and memory is twice as bad.
Here’s a link on the first part.


What he’s saying here is basically, that what you think you see is dependent on who you are and what you have seen before, thus can relate current observations to.

For example, two people will view dusk differently.  My wife and I think the sun has gone down, about half an hour apart.  I have light blue eyes, while her’s are hazel.  Same event, two different people with different colored eyes, will physically see things differently.  Odd, but there it is.  She thinks it’s dark about the same time I notice that it’s just not quite as bright as before.

For an article on light sensitivity and why different colored eyes operate differently, start here:, then google the question “Light Sensitvity and Eye Color


The second part, what do we remember and why/how do retain such information?  That question is a little more complicated…

I’d encourage any and all takers to put up their two cents on this one.  There’s all kinds of approaches, let alone an actual answer….

I’m going to reduce my stress level here however, and get back to work…




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Hello world!

So, let’s co-opt this first post, since they set it up so well.

I am Daniel Oliver Casey, and I have deluded myself into thinking I can write fiction.

Now, I know very well that people don’t buy things they can’t see, and since I can’t show things before selling them, I’ve decided to put several of my fiction works up here for public consumption.  If you like it then cool, let me know.  Maybe eventually I’ll end up with published works that I can make money off of.   Until that point however I’ll try to get at least one open piece and one part of a serialized ongoing story posted here.  I don’t guarantee that the spelling, punctuation and grammar will always be 100% (or even 75% if I am to be truthful) but I’ll do my best.  Just remember that I am doing this writing thing because I love to write, but I also have a wonderful wife, three (going on four) amazing children and I am in the middle of more projects than I can possibly remember.

I will also link this to facebook and any other public sites I have, to simplify dispersion, feel free to forward anything you find on this blog to anybody you thing might be interested in reading it…

I think that’s about it for now, I’ll go and get some sleep now.  I have to get up in the morning and work out my NaNoWriMo Novel plot and such for the year…


Oh, and one last thing, everything I put up on this blog is still my property.  You may read it, you may link to it, you may print it and give it to your pet rock for a dinner treat, even aliens might use it for something.  But regardless of when or where they may turn up, I reserve all rights with regards to the posts of this site and the content within those posts.  Excuse me while I go and take a look into how this is supposed to work.


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