End of A Long Week…
I’m at sixes and sevens, waiting for Donna to read the manuscript and give me her notes. I sort of want to work on something else, but I also want to clean my office, but I also want to read … Continue reading
I’m at sixes and sevens, waiting for Donna to read the manuscript and give me her notes. I sort of want to work on something else, but I also want to clean my office, but I also want to read … Continue reading
Coming down to the last two chapters of the final draft of (drum roll, please) The Drowned Doll. The title may change before it sees print, but that’s what it’s called now. It ties into the plot, trust me. My … Continue reading
Last night I went to the coffeehouse at which I’ve been playing (after a fashion) music for the last few years. This is not a grandiose thing. It’s a church basement. Two bucks at the door, open mic, lots of … Continue reading
IndieBound is a website that helps connect people to independent bookstores. Why am I putting this link up? Because this nonsense between Amazon and MacMillan is the latest in a long history of corporate warfare that results in hurting writers … Continue reading
Busy stuff today. It’s warm enough (again) to go to the gym, but I have to get an oil change in Donna’s car (which means I get to drive the new one!) and then run a grocery errand. Donna is … Continue reading