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The Mysteries (& Magic) of Writing
In an interview on the weekend Olga Tokarczuk, whose novel The Books of Jacob was recently published in the US, and moderator and fellow novelists Rabih Alameddine ended with an exchange about something dear to my heart. Rabih was asking about a phenomenon Olga… Continue Reading “The Mysteries (& Magic) of Writing”
Gazing Inward, With Friendly Curiosity
Our most important writing tool is trust in our own unique vision, our own voice. Stop comparing. Look within. I wrote that in my journal after a friend, a poet, confided that she was experiencing a storm of self-doubt. As I reassured her I… Continue Reading “Gazing Inward, With Friendly Curiosity”
My Unruly Characters
At first it surprised me that the characters I created in my books chatted and interacted with each other even when I stepped away from my desk. While I weeded the garden, walked with friends, washed dishes, fell asleep, I eavesdropped on Owen Archer,… Continue Reading “My Unruly Characters”
Shop Talk: Creativity, Sanity, Deadline
I have been quiet, working toward a looming deadline. A good friend across country is in a similar space, completing her doctoral dissertation. Earlier this week she asked how I do it over and over again, writing to a deadline and managing to keep… Continue Reading “Shop Talk: Creativity, Sanity, Deadline”
Meeting a New Character
I’m surfacing after being immersed in getting to know a character who just might start off a new series. I thought I had her, and then she dove down beneath my awareness, leaving a wake that eroded much of what I’d written. What had… Continue Reading “Meeting a New Character”
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