When I started this blog in January of 2009, my life was weirdly similar to how it is today. Working full-time. Getting up early to write and edit novels. Dreaming of being an author.
I was really starting to make it a habit to work on my novel every possible chance. In early March, I hit 100,000 words. And then the pandemic hit.
I can scroll through years of photos, and the same ones keep showing up. Badly-lit, boring pictures of laptops. Sometimes it’s a laptop sitting on my knees, with taekwondo classes or dance practices happening in the background. Other times, it’s a laptop sitting on… Continue Reading “When moms make time for dreams”
I’ve been going through a strange period professionally, lately. Sometimes I can’t even believe how much things have changed in the last almost six years since I started freelancing. I barely remember longing to line up work and hustling to fill my time with… Continue Reading “Breaking the (work) cycle”
The novel … is coming along. I was killing it all through the fall, hitting 50,000 words in November and 65,000 words just 12 days later. Then Christmas came along and sidetracked me, and I found it hard to get back into… Continue Reading “Slogging towards the finish line”