Our final list of the day comes partially complements of Nina over at The Alien Next Door. It was inspired by the “Nonsense Story” meme that I was recently tagged on. In case you’re wondering what that is all about, I’ll save that as a treat for the end. Before that, how about we take a look at some other ways that you can share your writing on the web.

Writing

VideoJug: Fiction Basics

Plotbot. Plotbot is web-based screenwriting software. You can write your script with as many or as few people as you want—there’s nothing to install, it’s free, and it’s easy to use!

It’s is all of these things, but I really have a hard time seeing the “unique value proposition”. Maybe if you have never heard of Think Free or Google Docs then you might find some value here, but otherwise it’s just another collaborative authoring tool. I picked it because it had a really fun logo, and for people who are at a loss for screenwriting tools this one isn’t bad.

Trayle. This is a great little tool for travelers. It lets you keep track of all those interesting places that you’ve visited and better yet, it gives you a forum to write about them. This is a lot easier for those without technical savvy to get their heads around than setting up a blog.

If I had any advice for the Trayle folks, it would be that they should really consider moving some of their advertising off-line. There are techies, there are travelers and then there are tech travelers. At the moment, Trayle only seems to be targeting one of these demographics.

WikiYou. WikiYou is your unauthorized biography. In theory, it’s brilliant. In execution, it’s very, very good. However, I believe that one would be hard pressed to think of anyone who would use this service for reasons other than making creative edits to their own biographies. I will say that the site is really great, and for big celebrities the information seems accurate.

What really seems to be missing is the tight editorial control that makes Wikipedia an increasingly authoritative source. If you want to catch up on some Lindsay Lohan gossip, it’s not a bad place to go. Otherwise, I would check Wikipedia first.

Web 2.0 Roundup

If you want to learn how to get paid to write, take a trip to this post.

The rest of this post is the meme. I am going to add a few of the links back in, but I just hate to send you anywhere I haven’t had time to personally check out. If you are interested in passing it on, here are the rules. I’ve put my contribution in italics for what it’s worth, and honestly that’s not all that much.

1. Copy and paste the story below, and the rules, on your blog.
2. Find out who you’re going to tag. (2-3 people, or more, if you wish)
3. Write one or two sentences to continue the story, and use the titles of the blogs you’re tagging or any word(s) associated with them as keywords in the links you include in your part of the story.
4. Remember to tell your taggees that you’ve tagged them!
5. Feel free to use this and start your own viral link story. I’d very much appreciate a link back to Mother’s Home! if you do. (Or a tag, if you prefer!)

Here’s the beginning:

Mother’s Home! the cave troll yelled. I have been out all day strangling chickens like CRAZY! for the evil Empress. All i want now is a MOment to myself, but i keep getting Linda talking Drivel, but that is better than a certain someone Mooing. Then suddenly what should appear but the NOT evil Empress and all her strangled chickens and Mags cooked them all up and made us a lovely cake to eat. Gracie wanted all the cake for herself but the NOT evil Empress was able to hack off a good sized slab for herself!!! Ha ha ha, Gracie belched loudly after eating all the scrumptious cake that Mags had baked and watched Callie scrappin’ with Sarge about who was gonna win Big Brother 8. Sarge started humming “Dixie,” and almost choked on the bite of cake in his mouth! So he got some coffee to go to wash down the cake. The coffee helped a bit but he had to vocalize before he started singing again so he began, “Mi mi mi mi mi mi mi mi mi mi mi mi…”

…who heard him all the way from Bloggingham Palace and said, “Where is that awful noise coming from? Is there a sick wailing Wacky Mom loose in the woods?” She said, “I’ll bet Songbird can teach him to sing!” but she was busy BONDing in the desert with Kathleen who sat writing heresy in her diary. She was absolutely no help. So Mi-Mi asked Kat to put him on the PP&P list to save his sorry soul. Alas, Ralph the Airhead made a new batch but the Patti-cakes fell in Polliwog’s Pond and nobody got to eat cake after all! It was all Bee’s fault (somehow). Feeling sorry for herself, she pranced over to Odat’s for a dance but she only heard strange mumbling…

That mumbling, however, resulted from The Alien Next Door trying to clone Justin Stanely’s Weblog. The meticulous and risky cloning occurred throughout several millennia, past, present, and future. Or so it seemed; no one could keep count. It was just too much. The mind-numbing years had finally sublimed the earth into a pristine Bobbarama. All well and good, said Bob, but whatever happened to the rules? Before anyone got hurt, however, enough stars fell and crashed to alert Sci-Fi Girl, who grabbed her laptop and returned to the woods, where Mimi’s Dating Profile popped up, allowing a lion to lie happily next to a lamb…

Now, the insane writer burst into the forest, kissing the dogwood and sat on the lion, spinning tales about sci-fi girl’s boyfriend, sci-fi guy, who had his eye on [her] DNA, which he was hoping to sell for anything goes. But just then the mad goat lady and the drowsey monkey pranced into the forest and sang a truly quiet symphony, which annoyed the insane writer.

“What’s that funky sound?” screamed sci-fi guy.

“Well, it sure isn’t a raspberry-latte!” grumbled the insane writer. “Get a grip, sci-fi guy! You’re my main character! I expect you to know how to split an atom! Ignore that woman and her indolent pet! Now, go and do your dastardly thing!”

“But, you know I can’t. I just realized what the sound is. It’s my Cake, baking in the oven!” Sci-Fi guy groans, checking on time on his Flintstone’s watch, “and now it is certainly burned you insane writer you…”

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