As much as I hate myself for checking, I do… I too often have a nosey over at Amazon.com to see if anyone is buying or reviewing my book. I know. It’s one of those things authors know they shouldn’t, but do anyway.
Writing is a funny business. If you get that chance to rest, zone out, chill, the dialogue, settings and character actions, along with the words to put it to the page can just flow… and flow smoothly.
This happens rarely when you’re a mother, as I’m sure many who follow can attest.
Somehow, I managed it last Sunday.
A got a peep this weekend.
The problem is, getting from that zoned-out space to your computer (or wherever you’re recording that tale) without breaking the zen…
Yeah… I haven’t found the magic bubble for that, yet.
So, it’s a struggle to get words down. Even more so when you know, you just know, you had better words to describe it while you were still snuggled in your bed while your child watched morning cartoons.
They were there.
Now they’re gone.
But you push forward anyway… even though Continue Reading…