You are midway through a rewrite of your novel, one that you and your agent wants turned around fast due to the nature of the market and the timeliness of the piece. During your rewrite will you a) throw out your back after sitting on a yoga ball for way too many hours and from … Continue reading Choose Your Own Adventure: Revision Edition
I'll keep this short because if you're like me, you're behind on your NaNoWriMo word count goals and it hasn't even been a week. Instead of writing, you're sitting in front of a space heater, eating an almond "ice cream" sandwich while watching The Wire. Wait, you're not? Okay, it's just me. Hopefully you're cruising along … Continue reading NaNoWriMo Tips for 2013
Only If... (c. 1994) Only if love was meant to last it wold linger long after a night Only if we were meant to live in the past our memories would dance in candlelight Only if the sun wasn't meant to glow we'd not be cozy or warm Or if only the wind was meant to blow … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
I'm just gonna come straight out and say it: writing is hard. You know what else is hard? Running a marathon. There are similarities to both pursuits. They both take time and energy and stamina. They both are mostly solo activities, at least during "training." They both come with bragging rights. Both endeavors will bleed your body … Continue reading Fact: Writing a Book is Not Like Running A Marathon
Little Girl (c. 1994) Little girl, she had a mom and a dad so she learned to love everyone she had Taught to fear no one and her parents said, "Little gir, go have fun." and she didn't worry none Little girl, not so little anymore she forgot what laughing and loving was for … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
The long and the short of it is that I'm now represented by Danielle Chiotti at Upstart Crow. I started March (well, January if I'm being honest) wanting to find one person who loved my little book about death row as much as I did. What happened was two people loved it. I liked both … Continue reading March Madness, or That Time I Got an Agent
There's a reason I call this bad poetry Friday. This really sucks. Alone (c. 1994) She waits for a letter or the phone to ring To hear a voice and the news it brings Nobody writes and nobody calls So it seems that nobody cares at all She does not exist … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Crazy (c. 1994) The world is spinning fast She doesn't think she'll last any longer Her smile is gone she feels so alone Nothing you could do or say could chase the pain away She snaps and screams words hateful and obscene She knows this feeling well she won't come our of her shell The … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Rumors (c. 1994) Rumors fly like a bird on our tongue We all ralk about someone We gossip and criticize and watch the pain in their eyes but when the tables turn We get beaten and burned We want it to end And be free again From what the rumors say Notes: Ten bucks says … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Untitled(c. 1993 or 1994) We often say things we don't mean some hurtful, some obscene We laugh like lovers but fight like brothers Who is to blame for the sorrow, for the pain? Do we mean what we say? Or should we turn our backs and walk away? When we make up do we … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
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