TGL stands for The Great Lenore, which is not a disease, but is actually the name of a story.
What is awareness?
Really? Awareness is...you know, being aware.
The greatest problem most talented, new writers face is that no one has any freaking clue who they are. TGL Awareness Day aims to injure that problem.
"Hello, my name is JM, and I'm a writer. I wrote a story called The Great Lenore. I want you to know that we exist."
I will never tell you that you'll love my writing, because - who knows - perhaps you won't. I will, however, tell you that you can take the first four pages of my story out for a test drive, and you can decide for yourself whether you love my words or hate them. In either case, at least you know we're here.
Please help spread the w--
Wait, I have a couple more questions.
Oh, okay. Go ahead.
If I love the words, how can I help?
Oh, that's right! Well, if you love the words, you can post the TGL Awareness Day link [ http://bit.ly/aWTSuH ] on your twitter or your blog or your facebook or your face. You can email the pages to your friends. You can make a movie about The Great Lenore and post it on YouTube and make babies and name them after me.
If I hate the words, how can I not help?
If you hate the words, you can not help in any way you want - just whatever makes you happy.
Please help spread the word about TGL - for only by the sword of knowledge can ignorance be vanquished.
TGL Awareness Day will take place
on the first Tuesday of every month
until the book hits bookshelves at last.
And now, about the story:
The Great Lenore
On December 10, 2008, a plane flying from London to Boston crashed into the Atlantic, killing every person on board. Among those pronounced dead was Lenore Montana - a rapturous young woman who was traveling home to the husband she resented and the life she despised.
The news of Lenore's death shook her husband and his family about as deeply as any group of people can be shaken, and they retreated to their home on Nantucket Island where they all grieved together.
Four days after the crash, Lenore sneaked onto Nantucket Island also - very much alive.
She had left her flight just before it took off, and now she was dead on paper. And the world was open before her.
Freedom! A chance to start over.
Before Lenore could begin her new life, however, she wanted to attend her funeral.
She needed to see how her husband reacted to her death. She needed to see how the family reacted. She needed to see how the world...
Click on Lenore to take my words out for a spin.
↓
↓
Please remember to spread the TGL Awareness Day link.
Other Places Where I Hang Out:

0 comments:
Post a Comment