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In my book, Carpe DiEmily, the main character, Emily, writes a bucket list to complete in a year. On her list are such wild things as skinny dipping, having a one-night stand, and running with the bulls in Pamplona. It's gotten me thinking about my own bucket lists, past and present. Before I get into my current list, here are some of the things I've already done (items marked with asterisks are the same as Emily's in the book):

Completed Bucket List Items:

1.) See the Rose Parade live

2.) Learn how to scuba dive

*3.) Parasail 

In my romantic-comedy caper, Carpe DiEmily, there is a chapter about the main character's adventures in Pamplona. Since the old adage is to "write what you know," I did just that, and recreated some scenes in the book that actually happened in real life. One of those was running with the bulls in Pamplona. Yep, crazy ol' me actually tried this insane endeavor when I was twenty, before I had common sense and knew I could actually . . .

Got your attention, didn't I? There's something to be said for a catchy headline.

Okay, since you came here looking for tips on how to fail as a writer, I'll oblige. Since there are thousands of blogs and articles outlining what it takes to be successful, I thought I'd change it up and highlight things that are guaranteed to make you fail as a writer.

Most indie writers have already heard of JA Konrath, Amanda Hocking, and John Locke. They are the success stories that everyone points to, and they offer a wealth of advice on publishing and social marketing side of the business through their blogs, books, and Internet articles. I, for one, have learned a great deal from these three people which I've used on my own e-publishing journey. However, there are three other people and their websites who I'd recommend just as highly.

Every week, I take my two children to music lessons. While waiting for my kids to do their hour of piano practice, I sit in the studio waiting room and either catch up on my editing work or my writing. However, in the past six months, I have been distracted from my tasks by a variety of shifty-looking people passing outside the windows on their way to the office building next door. These people are all from different walks of life, but all have one thing in common: a look of guilt and furtiveness in their mannerisms.

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