Hmmm. Well, Christmas has past and we're ambling toward New Year's Eve. I'm actually doing writerly things--like meeting with two very new "think they want to be "writers. Had a great conversation. Perhaps I can help them on their way to publication. Of course they're making all the mistakes every beginning writer makes. At least I can encourage them to NEVER GIVE UP! And to go shopping for their new "want-to-be-an-author's" THICK SKIN. Writing is and art. Publishing is a business. Never confuse the two. We'll see how it goes. I've agreed to meet with them again. Hmmm.
I'm starting over on the sequel to No Place for a Lady. It's amazing how much trouble an obscure volcano eruption can cause to a plot. At least to a tale set in 1816. Whew! It's a whole new book.
Stay tuned. The feathers are ruffled and flying in the nest.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Friday, December 19, 2008
Hooray! I've found the Christmas tree. Now the nest is decorated for the holidays. One wouldn't think a bird could lose a tree, right? Well, think again. AFter seaching the attice a second time, the tree and its decorations magically appeared. Now we're all set for the presents and good times. I think all my family will get books for Christmas. Sounds like a plan!