Holy crap, the first week of NaNo is in the can.
And I’m still writing.
I’m so not a write-by-the-seat-of-my-pants kind of gal. I WANT to be a pantser but I’m not. I planned, I researched, I outlined, I read, I Continue reading BOOM – First week in the can #NaNoWriMo
November 1 – IT’S NANO TIME
Before I get into opining on #NANOWRIMO I should point out that for a long time I was a medical transcriptionist, working out of my house. Yeah, it was awesome. In medical transcription we use lots of short hand in Word, like sob automatically spits out shortness of breath, MI is myocardial infarction, tpi is The patient is. You get the idea.
It strikes me today, writing the headline, that nov is nausea or Continue reading #NANO FIRST-TIMER
Steve’s been gone for almost three and a half years now.
The thought comes out of the blue, in the middle of revising a scene in my manuscript. I’ve had other losses since Steve; my aunt in February, my mother in March after years of watching her suffer. It Continue reading How writing a novel healed my heart
Hooray!! BEARS WIN! BEARS WIN!
I am a football girl (a long-time, long-suffering but ever hopeful diehard Bears fan) who cheered last night’s win over the Jets on Monday Night Football. GO BEARS!
I am also a woman, a feminist even, horrified and disgusted by the Continue reading A football girl’s dilemma