Tonight marks the Winter Solstice, the moment when the earth is furthest from the sun in its orbit and night is at its longest. Little wonder that this moment falls close to the point where we mark the end of the year. Throughout man’s history, this has been a time to note because after this, night grows shorter, the days grow longer — and the promise of spring and a new growing season is at hand. That’s still a ways away, but we know it’s coming.read more
Yeah, that time of the year to take stock of things and that includes my knitting. Like most knitters, I have more unfinished objects than I should lying about the house in various states. To deal with this, the plan (she says with immense overconfidence) is to focus on a few items every month, and try to make efforts at getting those finished or at least seriously moved along the road. I have no pretensions matching Stephanie McPhee or Wendy Johnson’s productivity, but I can definitely do better in 2016. Here’s what mainly on the needles at the moment.read more
“Choices made, whether bad or good, follow you forever and affect everyone in their path one way or another.” ― J.E.B. Spredemann, An Unforgivable Secret
The past week has been a week of choices around here, ranging from small to large. I decided to reknit the rows I lost when the cable broke on my Advent Shawl, thereby pushing other knitting aside while I pushed to catch up with the latest clue. That affects almost exclusively me and what I’m doing in my relaxation time.read more
I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t writing something or the other and finished my first “novel” at the age of eight (five pages, which my mother still has and threatens to sell to the National Enquirer when I make the NYT bestseller list). I have the usual collection of adolescent bad poetry and purple prose, much of which has thankfully disappeared — though I recently unearthed the first romance novel I completed. :: shudders ::
What I Write
These days, I’m focused on a contemporary romance series set in the fictional town of Henry’s Mills, close enough to New York and Boston to enjoy their amenities — but far enough away that urbanites wanting to get away from the hustle and bustle can deem it “rural.” The residents have cannily embraced this designation for tourism purposes.
The first book is in editing, while the second was drafted during NaNoWriMo 2015. With luck, both will be published in 2016. Of course, that’s not to say something shiny and new won’t come along to catch my attention at any moment…
What You'll Find Here
At this point, I’m sharing my thoughts, knitting projects, general geekiness, and whatever else might fall out of my brain. Current media obsessions are The Flash, Arrow, Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D, Blindspot, and comics in general and the Marvel Cinematic Universe in particular.
“You can’t wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.” — Jack London
Some days, going after something with a club is overwhelmingly tempting. It could be the person who interrupted you in the middle of a a writing sprint when everything was flowing. It can be the day job that seems determined to ensure you can’t do what you’re supposed to do for whatever reason the project you’re working on, the folks you have to deal with or the geniuses up in the Executive Offices have dreamed up.
For WriMos, we’re reaching the point where it is very often the book we’re working on.read more
“My notes are written in blood on the sand, the same as any writer.” — J. Michael Strackzynski
It’d be so easy to just say “Yup” and move on. I don’t think any writer’s story has ever turned out exactly the way they imagined it would when they started. Even if your ending is what you imagined, and the big scene in the middle hit all those right notes that came to you like a vision in the shower, it’s still not exactly what you thought it would be. Somewhere along the way, you write something and it comes out…different. Maybe it’s the heroine’s cat or the old friend you didn’t know your main character had. Maybe it’s a allergy to citrus or a shiver that passes over their skin if they touch raw wood. Maybe it’s just a minor detail that adds color and maybe it’s something that sends everything careening in a different direction that you didn’t anticipate, but you know that this is a thread you have to follow.read more
“If you are going through hell, keep going.” — Winston Churchill
Does it feel like a slog yet? For some folks, that comes during Week Three. For others, it starts on Week Two. I’m not experiencing a great deal of it, but there have been moments when I’ve looked at the words that are still yet to go and I just groaned. I know it’s going to get more difficult as I start trying to fill in the connective tissue of my major scenes. Those are the worst moments.read more