And so, how the hell are ya? As for me, I didn’t intend to go on a blogging break, but I s’pose that’s what happened. Thanks to everytwo who checked in. Towards the end of last year, like everyone, I was close to burnout levels. I wanted to write my year-in-review, but I already knew the comments: Thanks for sharing. I appreciate you. Go, Isla! And I s’pose after ten years, I want a writing space that’s useful to you,…
Maybe longer. Stick with me. You sit down. Maybe in the morning before anyone else is up. You’ve heard some sort of magic happens in the morning. You haven’t found the magic Maybe there’s a journal because you’ve heard that journals are good for something, too. You put a pen to the lined paper. Because you need lines. But there’s no ink in the pen. You have a million pens in the house, but none of them work. You find…
And so, in August, I had a coffee-meets-laptop mishap. I wrote in real notebooks flipped upside down. Real notes in green ink. Frank the Laptop went into the shop, where my husband promised the laptop gods didn’t laugh at me. I had words to write, so Truman the Giant Eff-off Desktop was set up on my kitchen table. Since we’ve not so recently moved, there is no longer a wall between my kitchen and my living room, and since we’re…
Happy NaNoWriMo season, writers! And so, regular readers and friends of this blog might know that NaNoWriMo is an event around here. I’ve been participating since nearly the beginning, and the first year I tried I got to 23K. Or something. Every year since, I declare a project, and THIS IS IT. Because am I really a writer if I can’t get to 50K in 30 days? (P.S. Yes, the answer is yes.) But anyway. I’ve never done it before.…
When I was 29, I made a list. Start a blog was on it. Ten years and a bit later, I asked my readers (that would be you, hi) to Ask Me Anything. I answered some questions here, but some questions called for a new post. Like this one. What advice would you give yourself 10 years ago? That question came from Rachael at Racheal’s Thoughts. And well, I’ve been thinking about it ever since. Ten years ago, I was…
