“Free your mind, and the rest will follow…” (What song is that from? I can’t remember.) Anyway, NaNoWriMo is almost here and I’m so excited! If you really want to write a novel and you think you can’t (or you have some other excuse), then do this. It can change everything if you let it. Continue reading
The problem with watching a Neil Gaiman video interview or going to the Endicott Studio website is that I’m both distracted from my work and inspired with more ideas than I think I can hold. I want to do so many things…there is so much spinning around in my head…and when shall I get any … Continue reading
One of many pointless annoyances… I’m always baffled (and annoyed) by people who want to write a book, but they know next to nothing about books. Who knows? Maybe this is the best way to write. But I still think that knowing something about a bookstore is…I don’t know…a good idea. I mean, some people … Continue reading
NaNoWriMo is nearly upon us. I can hardly wait, but then again, I don’t really have to sit here watching the clock tick; I’ve got plenty to do. What’s your to-do list look like? Mine is here more to help me remember than because it’s inherently interesting. -paint bedroom doors (well, almost done) -paper kitchen … Continue reading
What is missing from the writing? Something isn’t right. I feel like I’ve climbed over plenty of walls to get to this place–writing everyday, spending time with other writers, creating a writing space, even feeling like a writer (whatever that means exactly). But I still feel something isn’t right, and I don’t mean publication (though … Continue reading
These bookish questions were at Red Shoe Ramblings (I couldn’t resist that name) and I’ve decided to carry them on. If you decide to take them to your space, let me know. I’d like to read your answers. 1. Hardcover or paperback? Why? This is going to sound a bit shallow, but I don’t care … Continue reading
So, the other morning I’m scrabbling along in my usual rushed way when I open the door to my tiny studio/office closet and find water dripping steadily from my upstairs neighbor. And I did that doubletake that I always do when I believe for the briefest of seconds that another reality is there if I … Continue reading
