Category Archives: Musings
Setting aside the Dream, for now.
Just got back from a trip to see a niece graduate. A fun time was had by all, but I’m glad to be back home. Before I left, something happened (a relationship thing) that left me devastated . . . yet somehow rekindled the creative fire at the same time. It’s as if letting go [...]
Should Writers Review?
I’ve been working on some reviews, and once again I’m coming up that question I struggle with every so often: Is it really appropriate for a writer to critique published books by other authors? Being unpublished and maintaining a fairly small-time blog, it’s not like I have a ton of influence, but every time I [...]
Netspeak is the New Asparagus
As much as the internet is supposed to break barriers and connect us with strangers from all over the known world, more and more I get the feeling that the internet is actually pretty insular. There are still all kinds of people who don’t use the internet, or who use it as little as possible. [...]
Inkygirl: Christina Katz & Time-Management
Debbie Ridpath Ohi interviews Christina Katz (Writer Mama) about time management for writers. What advice do you have for writers who are “time management”-challenged? I’d tell them there is no such thing as time-management challenged. What we are probably talking about is that most left-brained time-management techniques don’t work for right-brained people. So people are [...]
Reasons to Write
I frequently ask myself the question, “Why do I have to write?” I think it’s a crucial question if one wants to survive the ups and downs of the writing life for the long haul. As a visual, tactile person, who sees strange visions of the story and feels the emotion of it before getting [...]
Sharpening My Skills
He who digs a pit will fall into it, And whoever breaks through a wall will be bitten by a serpent. He who quarries stones may be hurt by them, And he who splits wood may be endangered by it. If the axe is dull, And one does not sharpen the edge, Then he must [...]
Forcing myself to do the fun stuff.
I keep forgetting what I’m supposed to be doing. I keep trying to write a novel. I made a deal with myself that I would pull back from that goal for the time being, and yet I continue trying to choose one of the projects I’m tinkering with and force it into shape. Last night [...]