I can see the back of my fridge. Understand this isn’t a new thing, but after weeks of holiday foodstuffs, the light, airy space of
Wham! A great writing idea hits you. You jot down some notes, but are interrupted by some critical thing. Dog, cat, teenager, laundry, sleep….you know,
I’ve admitted to being a terrible person. It’s okay, I really like me. Being me, finding new peeps is a TV marathon of The
In the grander scheme of building our audience reach, the Beard’s been researching other writers. Not a bad thing, except it fills his head with ideas.
Invariably someone, who knows I’m working on a new book, asks the dreaded question. How is the book coming? I liken this to watching reality
In addition to writing, I’m a yoga teacher. I discovered yoga at 16 and have been practicing one lineage or another ever since. That’s 30+
Genre. What do you write? Books. No, WHAT do you write? What kind of books? Currently, I’m working on a techno-thriller/science thriller. It’s the sequel
I may be jumping the gun on my timing, but it’s where I’m at this morning. First off, good Eve. Whether you celebrate the holidays
Number 1, Nachos, Hero Spy against spy, ultimate evil, recruitment? How’s that for specific? Ancient puzzle, time travel?…on a ship?, past and present Yeah, those
This was a quote of the day on The Northern Colorado Writers Guild Facebook site this week…. “The chief enemy of creativity is good sense.” Pablo