Now that I’ve submitted a new batch of queries on “Operation Snag Mike Brad,” the goals I set to reach before my next NARWA meeting are complete. That’s right: I finished the rough draft on
In an effort to get over the disappointment of not finaling in the Golden Heart, I’ve been a busy, busy writer. 
No giving up for me, no sir. I spent the weekend working on
How long am I allowed to wallow in disappointment before it morphs into full-blown depression? Right now, I can’t seem to concentrate on anything more taxing than a box of Chicken McNuggets chased with a
I have another confession to make: I have trouble with my follow-through. This is true both in life (I think it’s why I can’t seem to reach my goal weight or balance my checkbook) and
First off, I want to thank my regular readers. Apparently there are two of you out there. My blog had two hits for each of the last two days, even though I didn’t post a thing.
Is it wrong that I like my story more every time I read it through? If so, I don’t want to be right! 
I’m nearing the end of “Blind Date Bride,” and though I’m
I was all set to complain about how doing rewrites is much slower work — until I realized I wrote 900+ words today. That’s right. All I had to do was launch into a new
My instincts are right on track. At least that’s the gist of the feedback from fellow NARWAn Kelly, the first person (besides myself) to read through the entire first draft of “Blind Date Bride.” All
This is going to be a quick check-in because I’m still coming down with a cold and feel miserable. I can’t breathe normally and my throat is developing a tickle. I detest being sick! I