Photo Credit: Cathryn Louis (me!) Last week I learned that my car has a transfer case. I don’t know exactly what it is or what it does, but I do know that it can crack. Mine did. Perfect. Just lovely. The perfect end to the winter season in which I’ve struggled to get my novel published – and […]
The distant crashing of ocean waves accents crickets chirping in the lawn, and the occasional croak of a nearby frog; tonight’s version of nature’s orchestra. We lounge in the over-sized reading chaise; he, with his iPad, me, busy with the keyboard on my new Duo. Encircling me with his arm, he looks over my shoulder. […]
They’re lurking. The miniscule clumps, strands, and bits of primeval origin that were essential in the inception and growth of the story, but now hamper its ability to flourish. The story has outgrown them, but still they cling, abetted by the author who is complicit in their continued existence. I don’t know that this is […]
Had a heck of a time with the post for this week. I wanted to share progress on my projects, but my brain held visions of artifacts. So I bowed to the pull of the universe, which after all, is far more powerful than all of us. So what’s on my mind? Months. Specifically, the […]
Last November, I went to great lengths to correctly label my style of writing. Satisfied, I changed all of my online profiles to proudly proclaim what I thought it to be. I had studied the authors in my library, and then the public library. I searched and researched, finally coming to the conclusion that – yes! […]
