– Evernote's Blogging Platform

Imagine, if you will, a blogging platform that takes the fuss out of blogging. – The Evernote Blogging Platform

If you already use Evernote to save your musings and brain farts, you’ll love No admin panel, no dashboard, simply create your blog posts in Evernote.

It’s simple. Really. All you need to do is link an Evernote Notebook when you sign up, create a note and use the tag “published” and the little Evernote elves make it automatically appear on your blog. As a blog post.

Really. I kid you not.

Here, let me show you:

1: Go to and create a blog:


2. Connect a Notebook & authorize it:



3. Create your first post:

Simply log into Evernote, create a new note in the Folder and add the tag “published.”


4. Magic! Your new blog is created:



See? Easy.

Log in, create and publish new blog posts simply by creating a note in Evernote, in your folder, and it will show up on your site the moment you add the “published” tag.

Additionally, you can choose a theme for your blog, (go to Theme) and add Google Analytics and a Discus Comment Section (go to Add-Ons.)

A premium option is also available if you want your blog password protected, or want to invite contributing authors.

Sign up! Let me know what you think.


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How To Use Evernote To Prepare For NaNoWriMo in Two Easy Steps


I’m so glad you ask.

The official answer:

National Novel Writing Month is a fun, seat-of-your-pants approach to novel writing. Participants begin writing on November 1. The goal is to write a 50,000 word, (approximately 175 page) novel by 11:59:59, November 30.

The unofficial, albeit accurate answer:

That event where a bunch of sunlight deprived, psychopathic authors running on caffeine fumes and unhealthy snacks, sign their lives and/or souls away, and band together to write 50 000 words . Also referred to as “Hell On Earth.”

Is it worth it?

Hell yeah! Besides that warm and fuzzy feeling that accompanies the act of penning 50 000 words, there are sponsored freebies up for grabs, too.

Plotters and Pantsers:

There exist two groups of people in the NaNoWriMo community: Plotters and Pantsers. Plotters, well, they plot. Extensively. Their entire outline is probably 50 000 words on its own. If not more.

Pantsers, on the other end of the spectrum, write by the seat of their pants. No plots, no outlines, no detailed character interviews. Nada. They basically wait until November 1st, sit down in front of their word processors or books, and just start writing about whatever they can think of.

Now, I am by no means a NaNo Expert. Even though I took part in this  madness every year since 2009, my first victory was only in 2015. For the period of 2009 to 2014, I tried pantsing it. Last year, I had a more definite idea; not a complete outline per se, but a plan of what I was going to write, how many words to allocate to each section, and so forth.

And I won! This year, I wanted to give pantsing another try. And by the 3rd day I fell behind. It would appear I fall somewhere in between, leaning more towards, but not full blown, plotting. Plotsing?

I have managed to almost catch up again – thank you for asking – only because I sat myself down, had a long hard talk, and started planning. I find the best tool for this job to be Evernote. And I’m in good company, Neil Gaiman relies on it too.

If you’ve fallen behind too, do not despair! There is still hope! You can do this.

Ready for some quick and dirty tips? Actually, I only have two points. It really is that simple.


My current project relies heavily on research. Heaps and mountains of research. From checking flight times and flight duration, to getting the lay of lands I’ve never traveled to before, (thanks, Google Earth) to researching site specific customs and attractions. I clip it all to a designated research folder with the nifty Web Clipper.

When I’m browsing from my phone, I copy the URL links into an email, and mail it straight into Evernote. (You can also get the Evernote Mobile App for easier synchronization, of course.)

Further to that, I created a separate Evernote folder to keep track of my characters. Those extensive character interview? Save them there. Short biographies? Add them. You can even add photos to your notes, so you won’t forget what a character looks like. (It happens, trust me.)

Same with locations – create a separate note with the relevant info for each city, continent, world or space colony you’re writing about.


Once you have your outline and research in place, you can pretty much start writing any way you wish. I began with one continuous note, but have recently changed lanes and divided it up into smaller, more manageable Chapters.

Your Evernote account syncs over various devices, so you can log in from anywhere, really. No more excuses.

Motivational Quotes:

Lastly, let me leave you with a few motivational words, wiser than my own:

“The first draft is just you telling yourself the story.” ― Terry Pratchett

“I’m not a writer. Ernest Hemingway was a writer. I just have a vivid imagination and type 90 WPM.” – Tiffany Madison

“Swoopers write a story quickly, higgledy-piggledy, crinkum-crankum, any which way. Then they go over it again painstakingly, fixing everything that is just plain awful or doesn’t work. Bashers go one sentence at a time, getting it exactly right before they go on to the next one. When they’re done they’re done.” ― Kurt Vonnegut

Ps. For NaNoWriMo, it helps being a Swooper… December is for painstakingly fixing everything.

“I cannot even tell you how many plans I have “violently executed” by the seat of my pants, rather than waiting for things to be perfect. In fact, I have written every single one of my books that way — in stolen moments, as efficiently as I can, and constantly letting things slide that are not ideal.” – George Patton

And the one quote that motivated me to just write. Get it written first, no matter how bad it is. You can always fix it later:

“The best lesson my pragmatic mother ever taught me, and the opposite of perfectionism: Done is better than good. What she meant was: Just get it done. It doesn’t have to be immaculate; it just has to get done. The thing you came here to do. Get it done.” – Elizabeth Gilbert

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Book Review: Ocean At The End Of The Lane

Catching up. This was originally posted on Goodreads, as well as my (now dormant) Geeks With Beaks site.

This is not so much a review, per se, as me just rambling away, struggling to find the words to describe how Neil Gaiman’s Ocean hit me in the feels, and made me question my existence, the universe, and everything in between.

I apologize in advance for my excessive use of the word “awesome” and variations thereof.

Rating Based on the standard 5 star rating, I give this book 10.
Genre I don’t even know… Horror? Fantasy? Magical Realism? Wait, it’s AWESOME. The Genre of Awesome.

Details Author: Neil Gaiman (Twitter: @NeilHimself)
0062255657 (ISBN13: 9780062255655)
178 Pages
Publisher: William Morrow Books
Notes Neil wrote it for Amanda Palmer; Amanda autographed it for me. As if it couldn’t be any more awesomer.  (For the uninformed, Amanda is Neil’s wife, and one of the greatest musicians ever. In my humble opinion.)

15783514From Goodreads:
Sussex, England. A middle-aged man returns to his childhood home to attend a funeral. Although the house he lived in is long gone, he is drawn to the farm at the end of the road, where, when he was seven, he encountered a most remarkable girl, Lettie Hempstock, and her mother and grandmother. He hasn’t thought of Lettie in decades, and yet as he sits by the pond (a pond that she’d claimed was an ocean) behind the ramshackle old farmhouse, the unremembered past comes flooding back. And it is a past too strange, too frightening, too dangerous to have happened to anyone, let alone a small boy.

Forty years earlier, a man committed suicide in a stolen car at this farm at the end of the road. Like a fuse on a firework, his death lit a touchpaper and resonated in unimaginable ways. The darkness was unleashed, something scary and thoroughly incomprehensible to a little boy. And Lettie—magical, comforting, wise beyond her years—promised to protect him, no matter what.

A groundbreaking work from a master, The Ocean at the End of the Lane is told with a rare understanding of all that makes us human, and shows the power of stories to reveal and shelter us from the darkness inside and out. It is a stirring, terrifying, and elegiac fable as delicate as a butterfly’s wing and as menacing as a knife in the dark.

Memorable Quote:
“But standing in that hallway, it was all coming back to me. Memories were waiting at the edges of things, beckoning to me.”

Memories are waiting at the edges of things… Such haunting words.

This book moved me in a weird, strangely beautiful way. I can’t quite explain it; I have no words. Most of the other reviews on Goodreadsdescribes The Ocean at the End of the Lane as being ‘childhood, in 181 pages.’ That’s close enough I guess, yet it is so much more.

It made me think about my own childhood, with some memories so vivid and clear, and others waiting on the edges of things, just out of my reach. Most of them are still out of my reach, but I feel a little bit closer to them, having read The Ocean at the End of the Lane. It made me feel like anything was possible again. Like when I was a child. Who knows, maybe I had a Lettie in my past. Or an Old Mrs Hempstock to clear it all away and make me forget. I don’t know. This book scared me.

And I truly wish I knew how Neil Gaiman did it. To write a master piece. In such a clear, simplistic way.

Okay, enough about me. In one short paragraph, The Ocean at the End of the Lane is about a man who returns to his childhood home after many years. As he sits by the pond (his friend Lettie believed it was an ocean. It really was an ocean) memories long forgotten came flooding back. Memories of an evil thing, a being that can’t quite be described, that came to their town, to his house, to his bedroom. Something so horrific that no child could quite grasp, or even understand it. It would have destroyed him if not for Lettie.

Neil Gaiman takes something supernatural, unreal, something from a horror story, and writes about it as if it was just another day. An everyday occurrence. Something normal.

It’s breathtakingly beautiful, and it still haunts me.

You simply have to read it.


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