Tag Archive for advice

The Age We Are

When I hear younger writers talking about how they wasted their youth or are too old to do what they want, I find myself tsk, tsking—as old people do. Hah. But more so, it reminds me that we all feel this aging thing in the same way whether we’re 30 or almost 67. Wow, I’m this old? How did that… Read more →

No Place to Hide

We needed a downstairs bathroom in our old house, so my husband Barry is building it. He worked as a carpenter when he was a young man and has kept up his skills, but because it isn’t something he does all the time, there are many learning and re-learning curves. The other day while we were taking our evening walk,… Read more →

Recipe for Revision

courtesy of liquene For the last week or so, I’ve been working on the novel I wrote in November during NaNoWriMo. Today I admitted to myself, that while effort has been expended [passive voice has been used], I’m flailing. I’ve been changing this, changing that, working obsessively on that all-important opening scene, but with very little strategy in mind. My… Read more →

A Month of Words

Starting tomorrow, I’m back! Nanowrimo begins at midnight tonight and I’m ready to do my first intense month of novel writing since 2009. I started doing Nanowrimo in 2001 with my first novel, Pray for Rain. Since then, there have been six other “wins.” That makes me a self-appointed Nanowrimo veteran. In case there is anyone out there who doesn’t… Read more →

Kangaroos are Cool

We’re having perfect summer weather here in Atlantic Canada. Canadians do not say such sentences casually. We say it with the same emotion as someone would say, “I won the lottery!” It stays cold far too many months of the year for us to be anything but passionate about summer. Even better is that I’ve gotten to stay home for… Read more →

Written into a Corner

This happens to me way too often. I’m speeding along at a rapid, first-draft clip, feeling on top of my writing game, when I find myself rather suddenly up against a wall. Two walls, in fact—my nose pressed up into a corner. I turn around and find the room FULL of words. The way out is on the opposite wall… Read more →