Pressure

I put myself under a lot of pressure. People have pointed this out to me my entire life. It used to always be a warning—I was about to crush myself, and they wanted me to ease up to avoid it. I didn't usually listen, and often ended up running myself into the ground. As I've... Continue Reading →

Give Yourself Credit

A few months back, I wrote a blog post about my worst habit. Trying to do too much is something I'll always have to watch out for. There's a flip side to this coin that I'm only just beginning to notice. I wouldn't be surprised if you're doing this, too. I don't recognize my accomplishments.... Continue Reading →

First Drafts

I just finished the first draft of another full-length novel. Toward the end, I could see that I wasn't going to make my projected word count. It wasn't that any particular chapter was too short. Most of the chapters came in right about where I would expect—a good sign that the book is balanced and... Continue Reading →

To Write, or Not to Write

I’m finding that I can either write or edit, but not both. Different parts of my brain engage for each activity. When I’m editing a piece, my critic is in the forefront. This is when she gets to do her thing. But it takes time to get her to stop when I sit down to... Continue Reading →

The Merry-Go-Round

I finished editing Wandering Soul recently. Again. When I reached the end, there were a few concerns I needed to check (such as, I thought I might have removed too many dialogue tags – nope, it’s all good). During that final check, I noticed more things I could fix. A very dangerous thought presented itself.... Continue Reading →

“In Time”

I’ve often heard the expression that things come in their own time. I’m not always the most patient of people. Lady Wafflenose (my inner critic) takes this to the next level. She has a schedule, and she expects my creativity to reach maximum velocity at specific intervals and make stops at all the right stations... Continue Reading →

The Critic

I’m going to give my inner critic a name. It will be a ridiculous name, because my inner critic is ridiculous. At the moment, I’m leaning toward Wafflenose. Or perhaps, Lady Wafflenose (my critic does deserve some respect – especially during editing time – but should never be taken too seriously). Yesterday, I wrote drafts... Continue Reading →

Why Write

When I’m looking at a blank page, my inner critic likes to remind me that I haven’t published yet, and there’s every chance no one will ever see the words I’m about to put on the page. Writing is hard work, especially when I’m going through the entire process of finishing a novel, editing it,... Continue Reading →

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