Researching publishers, learning the names and work schedules of all my favorite helpful people at the Office Depot print station, putting together my final book dummy, writing query letters, doing what I need to do to send this project out … Continued
I have been stewing and thinking and thinking and stewing about the world this past week. I think like most people my main fear, thought, worry, grievance is in the question that keeps rattling through my head– “what does this … Continued
” What’s a draft?” My daughter asked me. Well, it’s a piece of work that is finished, but also not finished. It’s a complete version, ready for edits, ready for the next step. “So it’s not actually done?” In the … Continued
Summer– home with my daughters during the day– naturally I had ambitions of getting so much done. It took at least a month for me to realize and remember that summer is impossible. There is no chance for any … Continued
Last weekend, I took two days for myself. I checked into a nice hotel downtown– I wandered through the market, in and out of oddity shops. I looked at teapots. I explored a rooftop garden. I stopped in an Irish pub … Continued
He stops to rest, and looks up at the flowers towering above him. Up he climbs, up the twisting vines, up toward the the pink and golden buds that smile open to the sky. The leafy path smells fresh … Continued
Well, in spite of changing the entire point of view and voice of my story… I have still been having a bit of a hard time with the editing process; sort of overwhelmed because the whole thing needs a lot of work; … Continued
After letting the first draft of my book dummy sit for a few weeks and stew, I finally grit my teeth and opened the file again a few days ago. Returning to a piece of work like this is always … Continued
A few days ago I finished my book dummy. I sat back, and thought to myself wow. ok. Well, now what? I’ve never really done this before, so the entire process has felt a bit like a now what? but something about this … Continued
Ready reader one, and two. That moment when someone who you care about– really, really care about– reads your work for the first time…. It’s one part terrifying, two parts very soothing. There is this sandwich of women who … Continued