I left Tucson last week, on a morning where the temps reached 80 degrees before noon. We took a fast run around the university and then my partner and I headed for the airport. He took a flight back home to Anchorage and I headed to Philly to visit with my sister and mother for… Read More Not writing in Philly (but obsessing nevertheless)
I often wonder how people who live in big cities write. Not how they write, since writing can be done anywhere (I wrote a passage for my first novel Dolls Behaving Badly on the back of receipts propped up against a cantaloupe at the supermarket) but how they find the inspiration to write when they’re surrounded by… Read More Writing up in the mountains
I’m on the last half of the last chapter of my second novel Waiting For My Daughter’s Ghost and I’m stuck, I’m flailing. I have no idea what I’m doing. It suddenly strikes me at how enormous this all is, creating an imaginary world and then populating it with people, building relationships and then guiding those… Read More Why is it so hard to write a novel?
I can’t finish my second novel, Waiting For My Daughter’s Ghost. I have it written and edited, up to the last chapter. I even have the last chapter outlined and more than enough segments in rough-draft to basically finish the book, but I can’t do it. For the longest time I wondered why: Why was I balking? Why didn’t I… Read More Why I can’t finish my novel
Uh-oh. Dolls Behaving Badly releases in two weeks. That’s fourteen days. 336 hours. 20160 minutes. Gulp! I am scared and excited to the point of mania. I can’t sleep. Last night I stayed up the whole night researching book publicity trends. Forget the fact that I stayed up all night a few nights ago doing… Read More Two weeks