I’ve discovered something that I’m really, really good at: Avoiding my writing. I can find almost anything to do other than write. Laundry! Dishes! Grocery shopping! Cleaning out the cat’s litter box! Lately I’ve been cooking. Granted, I’m not a very precise cook. It’s impossible for me to follow a recipe, my adolescent self kicks… Read More Wasting time instead of writing
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 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
This is about all I’ve seen for the past couple of days: I’m pushing like crazy to get Waiting for My Daughter’s Ghost, my second novel, to my agent by next week and have one last chapter to finish. This last chapter is proving most difficult. Not only do I have to wrap everything up and resolve plot lines but I need to leave readers feeling full and satisfied,… Read More Writing like crazy, and a visit from a fictional ghost
It may be 80 degrees throughout much of the country but here in Alaska, it’s cold and cool, with temps in the mid- to upper-50s. I spent most of the weekend writing. My agent sent a senior reader review of the first half of my second novel, Waiting for My Daughter’s Ghost, and I was pleased… Read More Summer, Alaska style
Cinthia Ritchie 