Writer. Dog enthusiast. Velociraptor masquerading as a human female.
Apparently, today is my sixth anniversary as a WordPress user, which seems as good an excuse as any to finally break out of my virtual hermitage and write an update post. So, where have I been? What have I been up to? How am I doing? All good questions. I even have answers to them.... Continue Reading →
This year's curriculum on the Writing Excuses felt custom tailored to the problems I've been experiencing in my writing lately. I've been procrastinating badly: Emma Newman talked about Fear and Writing and how procrastination is generally underpinned by fear. I spent a lot of the cruise thinking about my fears and the forms they take... Continue Reading →
I crouch as low as I can without sitting on the rain-slick ground, photographing cobblestones and parquet floors. I lie flat on my back in a flagstone courtyard trying to capture the majesty of a tower. I stretch my arms above my head and stand on tiptoes: how else can a capture the sheer scale... Continue Reading →
We start with fear. Fear of missing the flight. Fear of being stopped at customs and being sent back to the states (Why? I don't know, but my fear can always think of a reason. Maybe it's the bag of airport trailmix I forgot to throw out. Maybe my doppleganger has been muck raking in... Continue Reading →
I didn't really sleep last night. I dozed off at a couple of points - I know this because I had a dream that I was having a really good hair day - but true sleep eluded me. There were many contributing factors to my insomnolant state: the highly caffinated tea I drank late in... Continue Reading →
Note: Previously, I described the events leading up to the start of the Writing Excuses Retreat 2016. For those of you who are behind the times, you can catch up here. And now... Words are hard to find, sometimes. The flit through my mind, sometimes landing for a moment, resting. I'll mull them over, consider... Continue Reading →
Over the next few days, I'll recount my experiences before, during, and after the Writing Excuses Retreat on board the Royal Carribean Oasis of the Seas. I'll begin with the flight south. September 16th I look into the eyes of the Man in the Moon. I wonder if he's looking back at me. I've never... Continue Reading →
In which the writer expresses her excitement with many exclamation points!
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