If a fairy godmother showed up at my door, I wouldn't ask for a ballgown or shoes or an invitation to a ball. I'd ask her to tell me where to begin. I thought I knew, but then I sat down to get to work. These manuscripts and art projects stare at me. Each one …
Sharing scenes from my current novel-in-progress (maaaaybeeee novellaaaaa...) has been quite the experience. So in no particular order... ...it forces me to write something. I promised to send people scenes every Sunday, and I haven't missed a Sunday yet (17 Sundays so far!) ...it pushes me through my fear of judgment. The fear is still …
When I was a toddler, my mom spent time in a hospital in Tampa. It would have been in the summer of 1971 or 72, right around the time of The Baker Act. I don't know if that had anything to do with her time in the hospital. I know that she tried to harm …
I'm getting back into the swing of things. Which is not to say I won't swing out of control in a few days. And by that I mean a Marta-esque out of control, which doesn't involve drugging, excessive drinking, or anything worthy of a good biography. No, for the moment, I've got a bit of …
I guess I'm finding the new routine. I'm sending out a somewhat simpler version of my newsletter. What's the difference between my newsletter and my blog? I usually write about books I'm reading and other things I want to share. I'll put fiction there I don't put here. This time I actually put the same …
I'm exhausted and it isn't even 9 p.m. But I'm here! And here is scene three of The Fairy Tale Asylum. I have to think of a way to organize these scenes for anyone who comes in and wants to know they missed, but today isn't that day. Thanks to our plague year, I'm having …
Now with the first week of online teaching behind me and our new normal routine settling in, I hope to regain my focus and energy. At least some of it. I'll continue post scenes from on my manuscripts as I go through rewrites (taking a page from Charles Dickens and other such authors who serialized …
These are strange days indeed. I'm teaching from home, which is weird, though I'm getting used to it. I might be coming out of the creative fog I've been in. Don't want to jinx it, but nevertheless, here I am, testing fate and hoping for the best. Years ago one NaNoWriMo, I started this story …
I've written a story for the start of the year. I shall dispense with caveats and explanations. Suffice it to say, I've decided to share it here. So here it is! How Celestia Green Gained a Wolf and Lost Her Parents The tower clock struck midnight as Celestia Green ran, her hair a mess and …
Sometimes I'm not sure if I'm kidding myself or keeping hope alive. Or do they amount to the same thing? Oh well. For what it's worth, I'm writing. This piece comes from a combination of prompts. I think one was about a one-sided dialogue. You hear what one character says but not the other. And …
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