candace robb
walking the Mean Streets of Medieval York
Tag: 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”
The Benefit of Feline Companionship
After a deadline push I always feel a bit at sea, at odds with myself, uncertain what to tackle next. I felt it when I sent off the final proofs of A Triple Knot in late winter, I feel it now having just send… Continue Reading “The Benefit of Feline Companionship”
