In May 2020, I started what would become my first complete novel. I was thrilled with the achievement, as one is when accomplishing the massive undertaking of writing an entire book. Almost exactly a year later, I received the work back from a developmental editor who TORE IT APART. As in, basically said it had…
It isn’t like I have a lot of it, you know? So when I sit down with my brain and mine it for words, that is time that I am not using to complete another task. That is critical time. And I know we all feel it.
Yesterday was National Poetry Day! Yes, we are a day late. No one ever said poets were prompt. To celebrate, the Admin Team rounded up a batch of poets from our Facebook group to show off their craft.
Valentine’s Day–the day for love. The day to celebrate your love interest, the love of your life. To sing about the love that drives your passion and lights a fire in your heart. Are you thinking about the same love as us? I’m sure you are. Today we celebrate…our love for writing.
I GET IT. There is never time for anything. Basic existence uses all 24 hours a day and forever leaves me needing more hours. Most days, I don’t sleep enough. I don’t eat on a schedule. I’m just hanging on for the ride and putting out the fire that seems the most insistent.
Creative writing careers are not for the faint of heart. Writers of all sorts understand that creativity is not always consistent or stable or fun. Sometimes it makes us manic, catatonic. It encourages us to question our life and purpose daily, even before the critics reach our ears.