Small Victories Friday

I am editing Shenanigans for probably the seventh or eighth ( and hopefully final) time – and I don’t mean seven or eight drafts. I edit in ‘batches’, so I’ll edit two or three ‘drafts’ of the same book each time I edit. Then I need a break from the book. All of this in…

Show Me Monday

Show me the book that made you fall in love with reading. I have two. Both series. The first, from when I was a little girl: The Bobbsey Twins. I adored those books. I checked them out one after another from the library. Two or three a week sometimes. I read the series, and then…

Cons and Other Things

I was not looking forward to The Great New Orleans Mulligan. The Big Easy did not deserve a second chance. Brief recap of trip number one: Day One – I stepped in a puddle of piss on the sidewalk at 9 AM. It splashed all over my foot and up my leg. It only went downhill…

Grasping at Straws

The hardest thing you have to do as a writer is write when the words don’t want to come. To write through the blocks, and the slogs, and push out the terrible, terrible, terrible bouts of seven-adjective’d prose so purple it’s gone plum. And the paragraphs made up of sixteen sentences that average four words…

Finding the Silver Lining

One of the things I learned early in my writing journey is to avoid going crazy, to stave off paranoia, you have to find the silver lining. It’s a matter of changing your perspective and digging deeper than the surface. Below you’ll find six of the most helpful things I’ve learned in my decade of…

WIPs and Favorite Genres

I’m starting a new WIP. I decided it was time – after a hiatus to edit an old Urban Fantasy, and a December spent on cleaning up my NaNo – to go back to my roots and write some fluffy new adult. It’s what I do best. I’ve got a heroine on a mission, and…

A Tale of Two Solderers…

Okay friends. I told you all my tale of not needing another hobby. Well, Karma tried to pay me back, for saying I didn’t need another hobby, by not allowing me to have another hobby. The first soldering iron I bought turned out to be a big hunk of junk. It turns out, in soldering…

Crunched By Time

Feels like I have no time for anything lately, and I’m batty because of it. I hate living life on the superficial level, skating through and skimming over. Being consistently late to everything. Consuming at least one meal behind the steering wheel, substituting coffee and B-6 for sleep, watercooler chit-chat for following the news and…

Starting fresh

New year, new novel, new doc. No new computer though. Last August, I decided I needed a break from Malarkey.    I spent September and October plotting what I was convinced would be my NaNo novel, but it turned out to be too complex – for me – to write for NaNo. I’m sure plenty of…

The Muddles

It’s the muddles of December. December has been gentler to me this year, than in years past. Usually, I spend most of December a puddle of goo which has been drained of both vocabulary and tears by a ruthless November. This year, I finished NaNo two days early. That hasn’t happened for me in years….