I’ve been bogged down by edits this last while, and I’m feeling a little expressive this morning, so here goes a little free flow: Today I lay flat on my belly and wiggle myself across the wooden floor like a caterpillar. My muscles strain, my lungs expand, and I giggle as I finish the […]Read More A birthday and a first time at budokon yoga
I’ve been re-writing, re-plotting, and re-drafting, the majority of a novel I wrote eight years ago. Shocking when I think it was that long ago that this project came into my thoughts and I began to write it. It took me one year to write that first draft. It was the first idea that spurred […]Read More A full circle
Every time I lament (which is quite often!) about how long a process writing a novel is, my father, if he’s around to hear me, will say, “you know, Jen, for some authors it takes them ten years. I cringe, curl in, and say “it better not take me ten years.” I am not a […]Read More A better way to tell the story
Last night I had a temper tantrum. I realized it was going to be summer vacation in three weeks! I was supposed to be just about done my WIP at this point! The summer was going to be for beta readers and then a final round of adjustments. The thing is, you see, I’m nowhere […]Read More Am I doing something wrong?
I grew up in the city, where wildlife was pretty much restricted to pigeons and crows and squirrels. And these creatures kept a distance, and certainly never ventured near or in our home. It’s been four and a half years since we’ve moved to the suburbs, and to date we’ve had a raccoon make a […]Read More From city to suburbia