Tag: Writing

Tangled

I need to manage my mind. It’s a bit like Grand Central Station up there these days and since I can’t keep things quiet, I tried gathering. Last week, I herded thoughts into similar groups and then willed them to line up single file. I figured if I could get all of it to hold…

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Change of Clothing

I wonder if I’ll ever run out of things to say. If the time will come when I will wake up, pour a cup of tea, and just like when my fingers strain for the last few tiles in a Scrabble bag, I’ll start running out and eventually I’ll be done. Maybe a person is…

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Pinstripes

My manuscript is officially late. I had to send a sad little pleading email to my editor who is far too nice to me.  She graciously gave me until Monday to finish.  As of this morning, that was three extra days.  Three full 24-hour cycles. So, naturally given this extra time I got right to work.…

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Black and Yellow

I’m overwhelmed. Like hands full with too many things at the back of the grocery store and I didn’t get a cart, overwhelmed. There’s too much to do, it all needs to be done well and being one of those face painters at the Renaissance Fair is looking ideal. When am I going to learn? Things seem…

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Dungarees

Show, don’t tell. It’s a common phrase among editors and high school English teachers love to write it in red pen on a student’s paper. In writing it means instead of telling the reader a story, let them feel the story, invite them in to sit with the characters through dialogue or setting. The first…

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Dress

If I were a hairdresser, I would want to be called a “dresser” and not a “stylist.” I would own a little two chair place in a small town, tucked close to a bakery.  Every morning, just as the sun was coming up, I would walk to work.  Down the hill, past the small garage…

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Static Cling

I’ve only posted twice in April, well this is technically post number three. I’m not sure why.  I’ve been working on other things, busy with life, wasting time lusting after Idris Elba.  I don’t know. Things have taken priority over the laundry room and honestly I haven’t had much to say. Two posts in one…

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Tasteful Clothing

Beginnings are such fun. Every time I start a new story, I appreciate the open space.  There’s breathing room and all of the doors are open.  I have a general idea of my characters, at least my hero and heroine, but decisions have yet to made.  I love that. After I am finished with a…

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Scrubs

I am a writer. When asked, upon meeting someone new, “What do you do?” these four words are tough for me.  Lately, I’ve been wondering why. “I am a writer,” sounds silly, whimsical, not quite, “I’m a circus performer,” but close.  They are fine words, even great, when I am in front of my computer, or…

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