Ethelie
Welcome, my Friends.
For hundreds of Years, the Fiction-Writing Directorate has toiled Ceaselessly (and Thanklessly) in the Shadows. We have Convinced countless Writers to Write, through means both Orthodox and Un. We have battled fierce Word-Urchins, with little more than our Wits, our Swords, and our Flame-Throwers.
Always, though, our chief Method has been Secrecy. The subtle Strength of Whispers has been ours. The implacable Tenacity of your Shadow has been ours. The deadly Stealth of deep-sea Predators has been ours.
But no more.
This is a new era, I am told. We must be open! Authentic! It is no longer Enough to save the World from Unspeakable Horrors; we must also have a Manifesto and build a Tribe. We must have Twitter accounts.
So be it. Never let it be said that I feared a Challenge. I shall lead the Fiction-Writing Directorate into the Twenty-First Century.
The New Fiction-Writing Directorate
(At least I was able to Prevent my Superiors from calling this Venture iDirectorate 2.0.)
I have hand-picked several Spectacularly talented Directorate agents from among the Senior staff, and each of these will Share their Wisdom with you in a series of Web-Log Posts. I trust that you will find their words Informative and Inspiring. They will introduce themselves this week.
We will offer Training Exercises each Week-Day. These Exercises will strengthen your Auctorial Muscles, and allow you to more easily Write.
But most importantly, O my Brave New Agents, the new Directorate will work to Inspire you by making you aware of the Consequences of your Recalcitrance.
What is your Plan?
So tell me, my little Petunias. What are you going to Write this week? Post your Mission in the Comments, for all to See. On Saturday, I will ask for your Progress.
I beg of you, do not Fail to write. For the Verbhounds are always Hungry. Write, my little Teapots, write.
