Yesterday T-Moth and I took the folks to the flea market.  Due to my heat & sun intolerance (medication related, and which I am going to ask the doc about because it is really bringing me down) I found a tree and camped under it, which was actually very nice.  There came a point where I saw the three of them walking at a distance, and T-Moth ( Read more... )

I have such a hard time coming up with ideas that the King hasn't already slurped up from that pool where we all go to drink. I dumped one nearly complete novel when I realized it was only Firestarter reimagined...

King is not only prolific, but he's had a decades long headstart. But this is a refreshing change of pace, from the Simon and ( Read more... )

Obviously from the title, I have not lost my ability to tell outrageous lies. There's nothing new or fascinating going on around here ( Read more... )

Every day I wake up with this damn cold it's worse.  Not a little bit worse, not a lot worse.  Just middle-of-the-road worse.  UGH ( Read more... )

And so yesterday, in the late-ish afternoon, I finished writing Godlight ( Read more... )

So I'm zooming along on my way to somewhere urgent  but not important (to me) and suddenly I get an epiphany...the ANSWER!  How to unstick my hateful, annoying, hopelessly bogged novel climax!  So I can, yanno, finish the damn bookAnd then I realize I'm two blocks past my destination.  I hang a right, meaning to go around the block and come up on ( Read more... )

How is it possible to feel so horrible, yet in the midst of it to discover the next (or at least a) BIG HONKIN' IDEA ( Read more... )

(Because somebody asked.)

A while back I was thinking about writing. Actually I began by thinking about not writing, as in, why wasn't I writing? Like nearly every writer I know, I thought I had too many distractions going on--mostly my husband, but the phone, the kid, the neighbors, the landlord, the school, life ( Read more... )

When I made this blog it was going to be a personal journal. Then I found out writers are supposed to have blogs, so I tried to make it a writing blog... That was a dismal failure, because among other reasons, writing is private to me, and I don't want to invite people in to the process. Doing so in the past has resulted in me trying to write by ( Read more... )

I am trying to finish my novel.  I figure I have about fifteen scenes to go.  Fourteen scenes (eleven chapters) a denouement and a surprise epilogue.  Yet, I can't seem to make myself look at it.  When I do, I can't breathe ( Read more... )