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Archive for June, 2008

June Bug

Today is the most perfect, beautiful spring day. Temperature in the high 80s, big fat billowy clouds. A little breeze carrying the sweet smell of alfalfa from the ranch behind my house. The elm trees have leafed out enough to shade the yard. I spent about an hour sitting outside writing [...]

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Perfection

Sometimes I daydream about having a perfect place to write.
A place that’s quiet, and pretty, with just the right amount of distraction. You know what I mean–enough to let me disengage myself when I’m trying to work something out, but not enough to make me totally forget that I’m supposed to be writing.
A [...]

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A Soft Wind Blows

My first chapter is up at Critique Circle.
So far I’ve had three critiques. All three said they liked my writing and only had minor issues. That’s fantastic. I submitted the first chapters of my first novel right after I wrote it and was so traumatized by the feedback that I almost [...]

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I submitted my first novel, Devil You Don’t, to Samhain Publishing yesterday. I re-read the first three chapters, and I was happy with them. They’re good. We’ll see if I can get anyone to agree with me. I found a thing where they said that they’re inundated with romantic suspense and [...]

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I’m a substitute teacher. Which means that, other than having three kids at home with me all day, I don’t have to work all summer. I’m free to write, and write, and write until my fingers fall off. That’s my plan–to be fingerless by fall. (Not really…then I’d have type with [...]

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I have this very strong memory of my mother.
Every summer, from the weekend after school let out until Labor Day, she took us to the beach or the park nearly every day. She’d sit under a huge red umbrella and read trashy romance novels and let us play until we were literally wilted with [...]

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Post, the First

If I close my eyes and let myself go there, I can picture exactly what it will feel like when I get The Call.
My heart will stutter, but not completely stop. I will remember the next breath that I suck into my lungs as my first breath as a writer-who-will-be-read. A writer-who-will-have-her-name-on-a-book. [...]

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