You know what’s crazy about being a writer? Especially one with a full-time job? The worlds I visit. When I first started writing, I had one story. One. I had fragments of others, of course. But one ‘project’. One world that occupied all my time. The characters that whispered over my writing desk and tugged…
Tag: Writing
A New Friend
I named her Pepper. Isn’t she pretty? Yep, I bought a car. Finally. If you remember in this post, I talked about my old car dying. Basically, the wheel broke off. So, that generally means it shouldn’t be driven anymore. At least, that’s what I hear. So, it was time for a new car. I…
Adapting
I was scheduled to go to a writer’s retreat this last week. Three days in a cabin in Glen Eyre, packed with good food, good friends, and a wonderful mentor. Long walks, gorgeous red rocks, sunsets, and laughter. Obviously, it didn’t happen. There are a lot of things getting canceled just now—for everybody. Flights, concerts,…
Howling at the Moon
This has been a strange week. Stranger than normal, I mean. Yes, I know, the whole world has been strange for the last few—millennium. But this week has seemed a little stranger than normal. From crazy warm weather to snow when I definitely didn’t want snow to changes in my work schedule to projects I…
Finding A New Normal
I’m working exclusively from home these days. I think most of us are, right? Those who can anyway. I’m so, so grateful to have a job that transferred to my house as easily and smoothly as mine did, and that continued to supply the same amount of hours that I’d been working before. Still, the…
New Life
I planted carrots this week. Carrots, zucchini, and radishes. And bought turnip seeds. I’m kind of excited. Spring may never actually get here because Colorado is constantly freezing and unrelentingly windy, but I will have radishes growing in window boxes in my house anyway. We’re still not sure about the carrots and zucchini. They haven’t…
The Death of a Faithful Companion
I’m in mourning this week. My car died. I’m devastated. Okay, not really. Because it was old and shabby and sounded like an airplane motor and smelled like diesel fuel. I tried not to hold it against it, but I did a little bit. Or a lot. I suffered through a lot of teasing because…
Sick Days and First Drafts
I was sick this week. No, not with a virus. Just a cold. I promise. But it meant that I was out of the office on sick leave. Mostly, I just slept on the couch. And watched Toy Story. And drank way too much water and downed vitamin C’s like candy, because who has time…
Small Improvements
I’ve been working on my house lately. Improving it. Fixing things. Specifically my kitchen. Because it’s old, and a little bit of a mess. It needed some TLC. So, I ripped out the old faucet, the one that leaked and was also determined only to have as much water pressure as it absolutely had to,…
Introvert Recovery 101
I had a crazy week. Like, really crazy. First of all, I spent all five work days at conference centers, attending—and presenting—at meetings. Which meant a lot of talking and a firehose of information. Stories were planned. Characters were examined. Exciting things happened. I think I survived. I haven’t checked yet. Secondly, we had quite…
