Month: November 2017

Writing in a cafe: Freelancing perks

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I’m going to go edit in a cafe today. When I have paper edits to do, I like sitting and sipping my tea and working. There’s a nice cafe that I went into yesterday for the first time (good chocolate cake!), I’ll give it a try today. It’s conducive to serious thought with interesting interruptions… Continue reading Writing in a cafe: Freelancing perks

Writing hot and cold: My novel’s taking me years

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I have been writing a book for about the last seven years or so. I’m about 80% through the first draft. It took me about three years to write the story line, and then another four years to write the first draft. Obviously, I’ve been working hot and cold on it. I really do want… Continue reading Writing hot and cold: My novel’s taking me years

Writing touches people: Because I’m a woman and because I can

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I feel as if I’m staying in a hotel or at the spa, and I realize that’s the only time I’ve been alone on purpose before. To recharge. But instead I’m at home, surrounded by my things and animals. Feeling, as I watch the planes fly past my living room window on their way to… Continue reading Writing touches people: Because I’m a woman and because I can