Jan 8: In Which I’m a Synonym for Stay
Today got off to a slower start than yesterday. I read a bunch of short stories, the new issue of Saga, started Sex Criminals, took …
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Jan 7: In Which a Novel Takes Shape
I have written all the words in my novel and have none left for blog posting. (P.S. This is a good thing!) Today’s Project(s): Beautiful Names …
Jan 6: In Which We Begin to Retreat
Today I jumped into a car with three other women that I know only slightly who were kind enough to invite me along on their …
Jan 5: In Which Parting is a Sweet Sorrow
Mondays are meeting days around here, and somehow they always take up more of the day that they should. They’re important, and I’m glad we …
Jan 4: In Which I Panic About Being a “Real Writer”
I’m tidying things up on the work front (which mostly means that I’m working hard and a lot) so that I can essentially disappear for …
Jan 3: In Which Things go Flomp
Today was a blister of a day. I mean, I got up early, the dog and I went for a walk/run, I managed to cross …
Jan 2: In Which the Dog Knows What You’re Doing
Today’s Project: Codename Slugabed Today in Writing: Got some concepting done on Slugabed, and a few hundred words down, most of which will go away on …
In life, unlike chess, the game continues after checkmate
Today’s Project: Codename Slugabed Today in Writing: Got some concepting done on Slugabed, and a few hundred words down, most of which will go away on …
So in a way we were waiting for it.
I think we tag time by its passage, away from us or toward, but rarely right as it goes by, its light touch, its dawn promise. It’s …
Holiday Gifts for the Writer in Your Life
What do you buy the writer in your life for the holidays? Books. Next question. However, in case you’re looking for something more (not better — never better …