Throwaway notes, forever hugs
…the napkin note is not forbidden. It has long been a secret passage into my children’s hearts.
Why writers should live in messy houses
…between paragraphs, I am changing out loads of laundry, taking the dog for a walk and making a shopping list…
First draft and second guesses
That last sentence took me an hour and 23 minutes to write and rewrite. Will I keep it? Maybe. Maybe not. Noted in margin: fix this.
The End = Edit
“I could see the end, but I couldn’t force them [my characters] there. They had to work it out. And, finally, they did.”
In memoriam of my first novel
Why hang on to the dozen plus rewrites of a story that had once consumed me and now lies dormant, taking only the space it occupies in the corner of the home office where I seldom go in the pursuit of creativity?
Finished, but not done
I crossed two finish lines this week…the four mile marker of the Denver Turkey Trot [and] 30,000 words in 30 days…though neither meant the end of anything.