My muse’s name is Forrest

Actually, that title is a little misleading. Up until yesterday, I thought my muse was a woman. Her name is Suzie, and  in a word, she’s pushy. Her voice is a running commentary in my head. “Did you finish that chapter yet? What are you waiting for? Don’t you want to be able to send that rewrite to Ms. [...]

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Usually, it’s not even a question. I am a procrastinator of the worst kind. Definitely when it comes to housework, usually when I have chores that involve leaving the house, and even when it comes to writing. Here’s an example. Say I’m working on a project, like the revision of my Tooth Ferry book (it’s [...]

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I have not posted in quite a while, which I’m sure bothers no one but my mother. While I haven’t been writing here, I have been writing. At the beginning of the year, in an effort to improve my skills, I signed up for a great short story workshop over at Toasted Cheese Literary Journal. [...]

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Life is good. As I type this, everything is better. The sun is brighter, my children are sweeter. The bacon is crisper. I have found my bliss, and it is the ending of my novel! Not ending as in I have finished, but ending as in I now KNOW WHAT HAPPENS! This may come as [...]

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