Yesterday afternoon, I was the eighth in the carpool lane to pick up the kiddos. Not long after I arrived, I turned off the engine. After all, we aren't supposed to let the car idle. It didn't take long before I felt like I was in a furnace. Outside temps pushed the upper nineties. I… Continue reading Wondering and Waiting
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Risky Writing
Writing fiction doesn't involve putting out imaginary inventions and that's it. Anyone claiming otherwise is delusional or isn't fully ready to come to terms with the fact that personal or familial details will be broadcasted in no uncertain terms. Writing already qualifies as risky. I'm putting my authentic and real self out there. Even though… Continue reading Risky Writing
The Writer’s Dilemma: Unmasking the Creative Muse
I write, because I'm am writer. And at the moment, my largest project is getting book two done. Getting the scenes down has its ups and downs, like any job. I love what I do and get super excited about it. However, sentences, paragraphs, and chapters don't just write themselves. Words don't just flow out… Continue reading The Writer’s Dilemma: Unmasking the Creative Muse
The Best Cut
This past weekend, on our regular grocery shopping run, I wanted to pick up some sea scallops, because they were on sale. That day, loads of people wanted seafood. So, I waited. There was no organized line to speak of. It was first come first serve. When my turn was up, I stepped closer to… Continue reading The Best Cut
Why Adult Fiction vs. YA?
I've never been one to fit nicely and neatly into any category or niche, and my fiction is no exception. I get that in a world where the publishing industry has changed and sizable profits make or break the business, having some sort of indication that the unpublished novels under consideration will generate large revenue… Continue reading Why Adult Fiction vs. YA?
What? Write? Why?
Not hearing from an agent ready to represent the manuscript for my first novel in adult fiction has been hard. It has put a damper on my creative spirit, and I've struggled with working on the second book without deleting everything I have written. The outline for the book has been done. But, the scenes… Continue reading What? Write? Why?
Too Late to Say Goodbye
Too Late to Say Goodbye My dear, sweet friend, I heard of your passing. Sadness flooded my eyes. Made seeing difficult. Not what I expected, when I heard the phone ring. Jumbled and confused, the news gave my heart a jolt. I miss you.… Continue reading Too Late to Say Goodbye
