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THE DAY Wow, has it really been five days since I’ve visited? What have I been doing? Writing and thinking and outlining and writing and . . . As books come together and plot threads become evident, things change. They…
That I’ve just opened. :<P THE DAY This has been one of those days when you don’t know if what you’ve just done is good or bad. Maybe this is what comes of writing into the dark, but the narrative…
THE DAY As so often happens after a huge push, I’m drained the next day. What I’ve written percolates in my head, though, and I almost always revisit the previous day’s work, if only to remind myself what’s going on….
And I’m still working. THE DAY Not much to report, although there was about an hour or so this morning when I thought, blah, don’t work; kick back, do something else. Then I thought, no, finish this one section and then…
I work. I also play, just not very much. THE DAY So the husband jetted off this morning at 5:30. I lay there about another forty minutes and then decided, screw it, I’m up. Been working steadily for the last…
You just work. THE DAY Nothing amazing to report, though I have noticed–yet again–that when I’m done with a big push through a section and now starting out in someone else’s head, different section…I stall. Takes forEVER to get going….
Butt of Iron. THE DAY And it was one of those days. After wrestling with this section all bloody week (except yesterday when I came close to murder and ended up drinking a martini instead), I decided that this was…
Though not in the sand. THE DAY Wow, it’s been DAYS since I last wrote here. What, about six days? That feels like forever. I guess I’ve just been focusing on keeping my head down and working. There were a…
Although how much longer it will remain the UK is anyone’s guess. THE DAY Nice time in Britain. Got some writing done on the plane over and a touch more while there, but we were busy traveling out of London most days…
No, not that. Shame on you. THE DAY A very brief entry because I’m packing. I will say this: I hate packing. I don’t really like travel all that much either. I have a horrible leaving the house and letting go….