A few days ago I printed out all fifty pages of my most recent Work in Progress.
It felt like such a momentous thing to do, as this WIP is only as recent as November, because it’s the NaNoWriMo novel I gave up on. 359 more words
I’m my own worst critic when it comes to writing, and especially when it involves failure to keep to a writing schedule. I made a joke of it late last year by calling it “Best Laid Plans”…mainly for the reason that whenever I went online to excitedly reveal what I’m currently working on, those plans would crash and burn spectacularly. 379 more words
Did you ever wonder what goes on inside a writer’s head when he or she is in full on writing mode? How would you like to take a peek inside… 794 more words
(I elaborate on this idea in the post “5th Ave East” –the sister one)
MEMOIR NOTES & IDEAS
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“-parts of you become numb along the way and they fall asleep in their idea that this kind of living is okay, and you neglect parts of yourself that need you, because you don’t know how to help it—it’s not that you don’t really know any better (though that’s largely the case) but that that particular sight or emotion got tired and gave up…”