Or, in the words of Virginia Woolf, a room of one’s own. What sort of space do you need to be creative, to take a breath without judgment or observation or guilt? Some people have elaborate spaces. We’ve all seen the extravagant rooms on Pinterest. Cozy coffee houses have been popping up on social media,…
There’s a song called “Geronimo!” by Sheppard from the Alvin and the Chipmunks movie (2014) that had escaped my attention until now. Cute song, but that’s not the point. It made me wonder about the word Geronimo, which should always be accompanied by an exclamation point. Geronimo was an Apache leader in the late 1800s/early…
A new writer, Kurt Christiansen, popped up on Facebook recently in a group I follow (Middle Grade Fiction Writers). What caught my eye, besides the cover of his book, was this, “13 years in the making, a hundred drafts and revisions, and it’s finally complete and ready to share.” In his photo he looked elated….
Everyone has one. I know someone whose superpower is the ability to work diligently at something until it’s just right to his ears and his soul. Someone else’s superpower—and I’m not sure she even knows this—is finding rainbows in the rain (metaphorically speaking). An acquaintance’s superpower is telling the time within a couple of minutes…
Kate DiCamillo is not a 12-year-old girl. Nor is she a pig, a puppet or a magician. Hannah Gold is not a polar bear. Erin Bow is not a boy. Sara Pennypacker is not an African American young man intent on a career in theater. But these authors write about those characters. I am not…
Hello. Did you find inspiration in last week’s solar eclipse? Did you actually see the solar eclipse? Some people in California were able to see a nibble that the moon took out of the sun. But it didn’t darken our sky. I didn’t see a thing. Boohoo. Although I couldn’t understand all the hype about…
Have you ever in your life heard of this national day? There are some very obscure celebrations on the calendar. For example, last Monday, April first, was not only April Fool’s Day, but it was also National Sourdough Day. That I can readily understand. But I wasn’t quite sure about National “All Is Ours” day….
My daughter and I were chatting recently about writing. She wanted to know about my various writers’ groups and the (one) writing seminar I attended. I told her that I haven’t always wanted to be part of a writers’ group. I enjoy writing in my little office, all by myself, head down, tapping away on…
Something has me feeling philosophical. Maybe it’s because I’ve finished the first draft of a novel I’ve been working on and have “shelved it” for a couple of weeks to marinate. In last week’s post, I wrote about a writer friend who is thinking of giving up writing because she’s tired of knocking on doors…
You’ve got nine months left to birth your goals in 2024! (Too graphic?) Think of this reminder post as your alarm. The alarm has sounded, slap it and…go back to sleep? No, don’t do that! Slap that alarm and bounce up. Wipe your brow and say, “Whew! I still have forty-one weeks left to work…
