Category Archives: Writing itself

Nick of Time

I was sitting around doing nothing this past Friday when my son called and said, “Hey, would you like to meet Nick Foles?” Seems the Nickster has written a book and was signing copies at a bookstore in Harrisburg. Harrisburg? … Continue reading

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B is for Bradbury

In the midst of this brutal cold we’ve been experiencing the last few weeks, a sunny spring-like day popped up. All the kids were out in all the playgrounds and it was delightful weather and I was reminded of a … Continue reading

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Capclave 2017

Capclave 2017 was held last weekend in Gaithersburg and I went because I like Capclave. It is a rare opportunity for the Great Unwashed to mix with the better science fiction writers/editors/artists/booksellers/whatnot unencumbered by security lines and overpriced autograph fees … Continue reading

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Can Die Now

A couple of May’s ago, I had double bypass surgery. Came completely out of the blue, like, I guess it does for anyone. I mean, it’s not like you get up one morning and say, “Hey, I think I’ll have … Continue reading

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Acknowledge Mints

I’ve been noticing lately that acknowledgments are popping up in novels. Huh? Aren’t novels fiction? What’s the deal? Acknowledgments in non-fiction, sure. All the time. Downright required because of all the research that goes into a non-fiction book. Simply can’t … Continue reading

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Done. I mean, really done. Sort of.

Col’m, I mean. Again. But, really, this time, I mean it, it’s done. Well… I still have to run the macros to find words and phrases that I use to the point of annoyance, like “just.” I just use the … Continue reading

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The Next Three

Books, that is. The next trilogy, that is. I’m working on it because Col’m, the last of the Partholon trilogy,   is done…well, I need to do one more rewrite before I submit it to my editor, Genghis Jane because, … Continue reading

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Done

Col’m, that is. It comes in at 98,500 or so words. Mind you, that’s the first draft; I’m sure the word count will alter as I go through subsequent drafts. The story, though, should survive because it ended up where … Continue reading

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Lose 5 Pounds!

…on the too-sick-to-eat-anything diet. Man. There I was minding my own business, when this virus walked up and sledgehammered me. Left me feeling like this: I couldn’t make it to Ravencon last weekend because of it. I couldn’t make it … Continue reading

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It. Is. Finished. Part Deux.

I said The Ship Finding God was done. It is. Or, was. And now is. For reals. I did the first set of edits, then sent the draft off to Angela Souders, who is a ghost hunter and author and … Continue reading

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