Instead of ranting
I have things to rant on. Longmire is canceled, which pisses me off to no end. I hope someone else picks it up. The writing is too good, the acting too good, the show too damned good, to just let…
On the more disgusting side, and also happy news
I don’t brush my dogs’ teeth. Instead, I clean them by letting them chew on beef bones. This has never failed before. *Cue last Saturday* We were heading out to the state fair, so I decided it was a good…
news of one sort or another
I made it home from Colorado. The teaching was a lot of fun, but exhausting with all that was going on. Sadly, a good friend died on the same day I came home. She’d been fighting cancer for some time,…
Over the hump. Ish. Or not.
As I sit here debating walking to get Starbucks and wishing for a magic Starbucks fairy to deliver my nectar (never happens, oddly), I am considering the next few days. I try not to consider too much farther at this…
A snippet from the WIP
I very much doubt this will make the final version of this nameless book. And yet, I love this so much I have to share. It is wrong. So, so, so, wrong: Lately my dreams had been divided equally between…
getting squared away
I am here in Colorado and working on getting settled into my new position. I have to say, I didn’t fully understand the curriculum here for the MFA in genre writing, but I after learning more, I think it’s the…
The wild book in progress
This is from Annie Dillard’s The Writing Life. It’s my go-to book when writing becomes thorny. Here’s where I’m at now. She says it so well. I do not so much write a book as sit up with it,…
the dogs, they shed so MUCH
They keep sending tufts of fur out like porcupine quills. I have dog-hair dust dinosaurs. They are growing. And growing. We had our first hummingbird on the feeder today. I’m very excited. It showed up at dinner time. I hope…
writing frustration and the barf boy
I’m frustrated with the writing. I’m not capturing the voice the way I want to, and I feel like there’s a lot of talking heads in this scene and not enough going on. I figure it’s likely to get cut…
See? I can learn a lesson if I want to
Last night while either trying to fall asleep, or after having woken up, I had couple of writing epiphanies about the next Tracer book. I turned on the light and wrote them down. This morning I’d forgotten one of them.…