We Write!
Sometimes when I'm all out of words and ideas, I cruise the internet looking for something that sparks my imagination. Photos like the castle in the mist above make me want to write fantasy set in a world where magic is very real. Work that evokes a story can start my mind going in unexpected... Continue Reading →
The title says it all. The writer has no brain this morning. I'm a week away from the release of Light Magic, the next book in the Eerie Side of the Tracks series. That means I'm living on lots of coffee, not enough food (because I forget to eat) and a brain turned to mush... Continue Reading →
We have to use real people as the basis for our characters. Except we writers are frequently enjoined never, ever to use real people as the basis for our characters, lest we be scolded, disowned, sued, or punched in the nose by someone who takes offense at recognizing themselves. So what's a poor writer to... Continue Reading →
Let me begin with a simple hope that all our friends and readers in the path of Harvey are all right. The images coming from the impacted areas have been both inspiring and terrifying. There will be time later to dissect whether enough was done to prepare the area for what would happen. For now,... Continue Reading →
There was a time when I never knew what my next writing project was going to be. Writing was something I did in the privacy of my room, never intending for anyone to see it. Even when I started getting serious about my writing, I was more of a pantser, even when it came to... Continue Reading →
Or, probably more importantly, how do we make them our own? No, I'm not going to lecture you on how to find inspiration or how to file the serial numbers off of something to make it your own. What I am going to do is give you an example of how inspiration can hit without... Continue Reading →
Last week, I blogged about listening to your muse. Of course, I have a feeling most of you don't have a muse that is as loud, annoying and evil as mine happens to be. Mine wouldn't know now to be retiring and quiet if both our lives depended on it. Because of that, I don't... Continue Reading →
I'll admit I had no idea what to write about today. Between trying to finish up one novel, get another two ready for print and adulting, the last thing on my mind was the blog. Then I realized it was Tuesday and, oops!, my day here. Fortunately, a couple of fellow writers and I were... Continue Reading →
And that means my brain has as well. I blame Sarah. Of course, I always blame Sarah when this sort of thing happens because it is always her fault. You see, it first started when RWA was in San Francisco. She dared me to write something unlike anything I'd ever written before. That one book... Continue Reading →
When I wrote last week's post, I knew I was fighting something. I figured it was just allergies. They've been especially bad this year. Besides, I had work to do. A book to finish and editing job I'm almost finished with. I didn't have time to baby myself with a day or two off. What... Continue Reading →
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