I dreamt last night that silverfish had found my chapters, character sketches, plot worksheets, and various other notes for my book and were happily feeding on them and turning them into piles of dust. Not exactly a comforting thought as I sit here, more than 21,000 words behind schedule and with only 8 days to…
How quickly the tide turns. I'm feeling lost in my story today. Trying to weave so many threads in, around and under one another, and feeling like I'm all thumbs. This is the biggest writing project I've ever attempted, and the first full-length story I've written for a few years, so when I get stuck…
First snowfall of the year today. The flakes aren't even flakes – they look like tiny beads of confetti or Styrofoam pellets floating down to the ground. Listening to soothing ambient music while the snow falls, working on the book, unplugged from the internet, drinking coffee – feels so right and makes me feel very…
Various tones of streaky grey and white are brushstrokes across the sky today. The trees, now in shades of crimson, rust and gold, look even more vibrant set against this monochromatic backdrop. The power is out today, so my only soundtrack comes from the traffic outside and the stack of CDs I've lined up for…
I bought "First Draft in 30 Days" to help me with getting organized to write my book. At first, I was totally gung-ho about it. I literally hit the ground running that first night by typing out all the first week's worth of worksheets and printing them out so I could start organizing my thoughts….
The change in seasons is almost palpable these days. At night, there is already a hint of autumn when the breeze comes in through the open windows in breaths and gusts. There's something about fall that makes me want to crawl under a blanket with a fresh mug of coffee and my journal. The…