Eva Pasco's Blog, page 24
May 12, 2021
Eva’s Byte #315 – The Point
As in, the point of a pen is used to write. If you’re a published author, the point of a pen is wielded to autograph and personalize books for readers who acquired your paperbacks at a book signing.
Of a different frame of mind when getting back in the saddle of writing/publishing after a hiatus of nearly ten years, I went hog-wild in ordering custom-engraved pens to give away at book signings. As a result, I have a pile-up of pens stowed away in a box.
Even with the practice of giving away my signing pens with private paperback sales, and delving inside the box to grab a pen for personal use, it’s fair to say I’ll never reach bottom.
So, what’s the point?
Of a new frame of mind, I no longer procure book signings. From my point of view, time away from writing and making my books visible on social media, is better spent enjoying the great outdoors. I fully intend to embark on my newfound hobby of spelunking for sea glass.
On the home front in my capacity as a writer, I finished drafting chapter 74 of my Contemporary work in progress—a segment that nearly did me in for all of the exhaustive research involved. I’m now electronically penning my thoughts in chapter 75, resuming from 282 words toward the end of Part 4. When I ink my way through the short hop of Part 5, I’ll be making my final points in the novel I had started in 2016.
*Whatever your creative endeavor, may you get your points across.
My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
Of a different frame of mind when getting back in the saddle of writing/publishing after a hiatus of nearly ten years, I went hog-wild in ordering custom-engraved pens to give away at book signings. As a result, I have a pile-up of pens stowed away in a box.
Even with the practice of giving away my signing pens with private paperback sales, and delving inside the box to grab a pen for personal use, it’s fair to say I’ll never reach bottom.
So, what’s the point?
Of a new frame of mind, I no longer procure book signings. From my point of view, time away from writing and making my books visible on social media, is better spent enjoying the great outdoors. I fully intend to embark on my newfound hobby of spelunking for sea glass.
On the home front in my capacity as a writer, I finished drafting chapter 74 of my Contemporary work in progress—a segment that nearly did me in for all of the exhaustive research involved. I’m now electronically penning my thoughts in chapter 75, resuming from 282 words toward the end of Part 4. When I ink my way through the short hop of Part 5, I’ll be making my final points in the novel I had started in 2016.
*Whatever your creative endeavor, may you get your points across.
My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
May 5, 2021
Eva’s Byte #314 – Slowly They Turn
“The wheels of justice turn slowly, but exceedingly fine.” Sun Tzu
In my capacity of a writer, those wheels of justice have turned ever so slowly to do justice for moving along Chapter 74 of my Contemporary work in progress. Taking place in Rhode Island, I’ve spent hours researching the intricacies of dispensing justice to one of my characters who commits a crime.
The squeak wheel which needed oil, so to speak, in order to blur the lines of demarcation between fiction and nonfiction.
This entailed delving into:
The layout of a courtroom inside Rhode Island’s Superior Court.
Arrest, arraignment, a “judges remand”, the ramifications of a guilty plea, presentencing report content, prisoner’s transport to court.
During the process of digging to authenticate my storytelling, I discovered Rhode Island is unique from other states, whereby the judiciary has broad power to determine what weapons law enforcement personnel can carry in the courts. Whereas, most court security staff nationwide are armed with guns, Rhode Island’s deputy sheriffs were barred from carrying guns inside state courthouses ever since 2003 when the no-weapons policy was put in place.
As of 2015, sheriff’s deputies are now allowed to carry Tasers as well as the usual batons, handcuffs, and pepper spray into the state’s courthouses. This fact alone steered my chapter scene in the right direction.
Wending my way to the finish line of Chapter 74 at a quicker pace than when I began drafting it 665 words ago, justice is now being served.
*However long it takes to perfect your creative endeavor, may the end justify the means.
My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page:
https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
In my capacity of a writer, those wheels of justice have turned ever so slowly to do justice for moving along Chapter 74 of my Contemporary work in progress. Taking place in Rhode Island, I’ve spent hours researching the intricacies of dispensing justice to one of my characters who commits a crime.
The squeak wheel which needed oil, so to speak, in order to blur the lines of demarcation between fiction and nonfiction.
This entailed delving into:
The layout of a courtroom inside Rhode Island’s Superior Court.
Arrest, arraignment, a “judges remand”, the ramifications of a guilty plea, presentencing report content, prisoner’s transport to court.
During the process of digging to authenticate my storytelling, I discovered Rhode Island is unique from other states, whereby the judiciary has broad power to determine what weapons law enforcement personnel can carry in the courts. Whereas, most court security staff nationwide are armed with guns, Rhode Island’s deputy sheriffs were barred from carrying guns inside state courthouses ever since 2003 when the no-weapons policy was put in place.
As of 2015, sheriff’s deputies are now allowed to carry Tasers as well as the usual batons, handcuffs, and pepper spray into the state’s courthouses. This fact alone steered my chapter scene in the right direction.
Wending my way to the finish line of Chapter 74 at a quicker pace than when I began drafting it 665 words ago, justice is now being served.
*However long it takes to perfect your creative endeavor, may the end justify the means.
My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page:
https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
April 28, 2021
Eva’s Byte #313: Conditioned
Conditioned to shop for groceries every Monday, I’ve also been conditioned to follow the flow of one-way traffic in the supermarket aisles, as designated by arrows taped on the floor. The strips of tape spaced six feet apart in each checkout lane have conditioned me to keep my distance before loading items onto the counter.
All of the parameters put in place to safeguard society during the pandemic have established a confining comfort zone.
Therefore, so conditioned to wheeling my grocery cart up or down a lane in accordance to where the arrows point, I hadn’t noticed at first.
That, in conjunction with the easing of restrictions in accordance with an increase in the population of fully vaccinated—all of the tape had been removed. To be honest, I wish one-way aisle traffic was an on-going store policy because it cuts down on congestion and cross-contamination between people.
Anyway, when it came time for me to check out, I still kept a respectful distance of six feet because old habits die hard, and I’m not ready to throw caution to the wind at a time when variants are making inroads.
In the capacity of a writer, I’ve substantially increased my distance from where I started in my Contemporary work in progress. This week I finished drafting Chapter 73 in Part 4. Unless my inner muse tells me otherwise, I’ve conditioned myself to finish Part 4 at the completion of Chapter 74. From there on out, I’d say only 5 to 10 chapters remain for me to write in Part 5.
Whatever the prevailing set of circumstances, may a positive outlook condition you to venture outside your comfort zone.
*My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
All of the parameters put in place to safeguard society during the pandemic have established a confining comfort zone.
Therefore, so conditioned to wheeling my grocery cart up or down a lane in accordance to where the arrows point, I hadn’t noticed at first.
That, in conjunction with the easing of restrictions in accordance with an increase in the population of fully vaccinated—all of the tape had been removed. To be honest, I wish one-way aisle traffic was an on-going store policy because it cuts down on congestion and cross-contamination between people.
Anyway, when it came time for me to check out, I still kept a respectful distance of six feet because old habits die hard, and I’m not ready to throw caution to the wind at a time when variants are making inroads.
In the capacity of a writer, I’ve substantially increased my distance from where I started in my Contemporary work in progress. This week I finished drafting Chapter 73 in Part 4. Unless my inner muse tells me otherwise, I’ve conditioned myself to finish Part 4 at the completion of Chapter 74. From there on out, I’d say only 5 to 10 chapters remain for me to write in Part 5.
Whatever the prevailing set of circumstances, may a positive outlook condition you to venture outside your comfort zone.
*My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
April 21, 2021
Eva’s Byte #312 – Monumental Tasks
Some of the pinnacles I had reached throughout my childhood and adolescence in the Sixties pertained to landmarks my family visited during our summer road trips. One of those monumental tasks involved climbing 354 stairs, the equivalent of 20 floors, to reach the crown on the Statue of Liberty.
Although she has a 35-foot waistline, I don’t know how my family and all of the other tourists ahead of and behind us managed the pilgrimage along its narrow, twisting staircase to the crown. It was a hot August day and everyone sweated profusely. For a fact, temperatures inside the Lady’s infrastructure may be up to 20 degrees warmer than outside.
Once inside the crown, you’re able to view New York Harbor by peering through 25 windows. To this day, all I remember is the relentless climb and wanting to get out of there.
Alas, when we come of age, our monumental tasks signify upward climbs taking place at ground level. The usual yada yadas range anywhere from the pesky to profound. Physically, mentally, emotionally—or literally.
In the capacity of a writer, my monumental task is literally wrapping up Part 4 of my Contemporary work in progress. Journeying miles away from Chapter 68, I’ve begun drafting Chapter 73. It’s the final chapter before moving on to Part 5 for the novel’s conclusion. I’m in the midst of tying up a few loose ends without it reading like the summary of a book report.
A crowning glory!
Picking up where I left off at 307 words in my on-screen manuscript, things are coming into view from the pinnacle of my desk chair.
*Whatever your monumental task, may you see your way clear along the uphill climb.
My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
Although she has a 35-foot waistline, I don’t know how my family and all of the other tourists ahead of and behind us managed the pilgrimage along its narrow, twisting staircase to the crown. It was a hot August day and everyone sweated profusely. For a fact, temperatures inside the Lady’s infrastructure may be up to 20 degrees warmer than outside.
Once inside the crown, you’re able to view New York Harbor by peering through 25 windows. To this day, all I remember is the relentless climb and wanting to get out of there.
Alas, when we come of age, our monumental tasks signify upward climbs taking place at ground level. The usual yada yadas range anywhere from the pesky to profound. Physically, mentally, emotionally—or literally.
In the capacity of a writer, my monumental task is literally wrapping up Part 4 of my Contemporary work in progress. Journeying miles away from Chapter 68, I’ve begun drafting Chapter 73. It’s the final chapter before moving on to Part 5 for the novel’s conclusion. I’m in the midst of tying up a few loose ends without it reading like the summary of a book report.
A crowning glory!
Picking up where I left off at 307 words in my on-screen manuscript, things are coming into view from the pinnacle of my desk chair.
*Whatever your monumental task, may you see your way clear along the uphill climb.
My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
April 14, 2021
Eva’s Byte #311 – Sentimental Attachments
No longer sentimentally attached to favorite dolls of my childhood and adolescence, I’d begun to realize one of the fundamentals of life as a preteen during our family road trips. That being, even if the opportunity to revisit some of the same places occurred, we couldn’t duplicate the initial awe of discovery.
But, I could capture my emotions and preserve memories by hanging onto sentimental acquisitions.
One such acquisition came from the gift shop at the Polar Caves in Rumney, New Hampshire. Rock candy! I kept the conglomeration inside its miniature, brown paper bag—for years! Luckily, no ant infestation.
Not any less sentimental toward meaningful acquisitions in adulthood, I have a sizeable lava specimen from Mount Etna which my sister scrounged for me per my request.
I have an emotional attachment to the lid of a chocolate box which I’ve pinned on a wall in my office because of the words, “Every little moment of life we share makes life sweeter”.
My sentimental attachment to the kindness behind a floral arrangement I received last week, has prompted me to press and dry its four, big-bloom roses for keepsake inside the florist’s vase.
In my capacity as a writer, I’ve grown sentimentally attached to my fleshed-out characters pressed between the pages of my Contemporary work in progress. I’m nearing the finish line of Chapter 72 in Part 4, and closer to completing the novel than I was nearly “five years ago” when I began drafting it.
May the sentimental attachments you hold dear bring a measure of peace and comfort.
*My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
But, I could capture my emotions and preserve memories by hanging onto sentimental acquisitions.
One such acquisition came from the gift shop at the Polar Caves in Rumney, New Hampshire. Rock candy! I kept the conglomeration inside its miniature, brown paper bag—for years! Luckily, no ant infestation.
Not any less sentimental toward meaningful acquisitions in adulthood, I have a sizeable lava specimen from Mount Etna which my sister scrounged for me per my request.
I have an emotional attachment to the lid of a chocolate box which I’ve pinned on a wall in my office because of the words, “Every little moment of life we share makes life sweeter”.
My sentimental attachment to the kindness behind a floral arrangement I received last week, has prompted me to press and dry its four, big-bloom roses for keepsake inside the florist’s vase.
In my capacity as a writer, I’ve grown sentimentally attached to my fleshed-out characters pressed between the pages of my Contemporary work in progress. I’m nearing the finish line of Chapter 72 in Part 4, and closer to completing the novel than I was nearly “five years ago” when I began drafting it.
May the sentimental attachments you hold dear bring a measure of peace and comfort.
*My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
April 7, 2021
Eva’s Byte #310 – Good to Go!
On the road again
Goin' places that I've never been
Seein' things that I may never see again…
(“On the Road Again”: Willie Nelson – 1980)
Not as adventurous as I’d like to be, stemming from a case of pandemic mindset, I soon hope to take to the open road in search of places I’ve never been. Namely those less frequented spots along the ocean shoreline and bays to look for sea glass.
Coinciding with my Spring reawakening—this week, I took my vehicle into the dealership for routine maintenance. Next, I’m taking the beast to a car wash for the works.
Good to go!
In my capacity as a writer, I’m going places that I’ve never been in my Contemporary work in progress. Having finished drafting Chapter 71, Part 4, I’ll venture to Chapter 72. There, I hope to incorporate things I’ve visualized, along with those yet unforeseen.
As your senses reawaken in Spring, may the spirit of adventure lead you to places you’ve never been.
*My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
Goin' places that I've never been
Seein' things that I may never see again…
(“On the Road Again”: Willie Nelson – 1980)
Not as adventurous as I’d like to be, stemming from a case of pandemic mindset, I soon hope to take to the open road in search of places I’ve never been. Namely those less frequented spots along the ocean shoreline and bays to look for sea glass.
Coinciding with my Spring reawakening—this week, I took my vehicle into the dealership for routine maintenance. Next, I’m taking the beast to a car wash for the works.
Good to go!
In my capacity as a writer, I’m going places that I’ve never been in my Contemporary work in progress. Having finished drafting Chapter 71, Part 4, I’ll venture to Chapter 72. There, I hope to incorporate things I’ve visualized, along with those yet unforeseen.
As your senses reawaken in Spring, may the spirit of adventure lead you to places you’ve never been.
*My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
March 31, 2021
Eva’s Byte #309 – A Matter of Time
“It takes a licking and keeps on ticking.” (Timex slogan)
Give or take twelve months, it was a matter of time for the battery inside my Timex watch to quit ticking.
Purchased from Walmart in 2018, my Timex Women’s Easy Reader with a 25 mm stainless steel expansion band, served me well over the course of two replacement batteries. I’d held off making a trek to Walmart for replacing the third throughout the pandemic until becoming fully vaccinated.
Earlier in the week, I took the drive just a hop and skip away from my residence, only to be informed they are no longer doing in-store replacements. However, I could purchase a battery and dismantle the back myself.
With my mechanical ineptitude--not likely!
The option to purchase a new Timex wasn’t viable either as the expansion band I prefer also needs links removed to accommodate the size of my wrist. Not pandemically plausible at this time either for hygienic reasons.
In the “meantime,” I spoke to a retail clerk at the Batteries Plus Bulbs store located in a neighboring town. They have watch replacement batteries and will install them.
“As lost time is never found again,” (Benjamin Franklin), prior to discovering the local shop, I ordered an automatic self-winding watch with a leather band. What I lack in mechanical ability, I often compensate through independence and self-reliance.
In my capacity of a writer, I’m close to the finish line in Part 4, Chapter 71 of my WIP as I progress in time through the past.
*As time lost is never gained, it behooves each of us to use it wisely.
My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
Give or take twelve months, it was a matter of time for the battery inside my Timex watch to quit ticking.
Purchased from Walmart in 2018, my Timex Women’s Easy Reader with a 25 mm stainless steel expansion band, served me well over the course of two replacement batteries. I’d held off making a trek to Walmart for replacing the third throughout the pandemic until becoming fully vaccinated.
Earlier in the week, I took the drive just a hop and skip away from my residence, only to be informed they are no longer doing in-store replacements. However, I could purchase a battery and dismantle the back myself.
With my mechanical ineptitude--not likely!
The option to purchase a new Timex wasn’t viable either as the expansion band I prefer also needs links removed to accommodate the size of my wrist. Not pandemically plausible at this time either for hygienic reasons.
In the “meantime,” I spoke to a retail clerk at the Batteries Plus Bulbs store located in a neighboring town. They have watch replacement batteries and will install them.
“As lost time is never found again,” (Benjamin Franklin), prior to discovering the local shop, I ordered an automatic self-winding watch with a leather band. What I lack in mechanical ability, I often compensate through independence and self-reliance.
In my capacity of a writer, I’m close to the finish line in Part 4, Chapter 71 of my WIP as I progress in time through the past.
*As time lost is never gained, it behooves each of us to use it wisely.
My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
March 24, 2021
Eva’s Byte #308 – Plotting Sundaes and Stories
In the Spring, perchance one’s fancy turns to thoughts of sundaes.
Mine does.
A dessert consisting of one or more scoops of ice cream topped with syrup and/or marshmallows, nuts, and fruits— then finished off with whipped cream and a maraschino cherry—poses myriad combinations for an imaginative connoisseur to plot.
My typical favorite sundae to indulge at Newport Creamery, a local franchise in Rhode Island whose roots date back to 1928, is built on a foundation of walnut fudge ice cream. Omitting a sprinkle of nuts as that strikes me as redundant, my sundae is topped with both hot fudge and marshmallow sauce, flourished with whipped cream and a cherry.
What’s your favorite?
In my capacity as writer, it behooves me to plot stories whose combination of setting, characters, theme and style will scoop out flavorful fiction. This week, I finished drafting Chapter 70, Part 4 of my Contemporary work in progress at 722 words. I’ll be whipping Chapter 71 into shape.
The backstory on plotting sundaes:
In 1890, Evanston, Illinois was one of the first places to pass a blue law against selling ice cream sodas on Sunday. Drug store operators started serving ice cream, minus the soda, with a choice of syrup. Called the “Sunday Soda,” it garnered objections to naming the dessert after the Sabbath, so the spelling was changed to “sundae”.
*Whether indulging a sundae or creative endeavor, may you enjoy plotting the possibilities with great satisfaction.
My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
Mine does.
A dessert consisting of one or more scoops of ice cream topped with syrup and/or marshmallows, nuts, and fruits— then finished off with whipped cream and a maraschino cherry—poses myriad combinations for an imaginative connoisseur to plot.
My typical favorite sundae to indulge at Newport Creamery, a local franchise in Rhode Island whose roots date back to 1928, is built on a foundation of walnut fudge ice cream. Omitting a sprinkle of nuts as that strikes me as redundant, my sundae is topped with both hot fudge and marshmallow sauce, flourished with whipped cream and a cherry.
What’s your favorite?
In my capacity as writer, it behooves me to plot stories whose combination of setting, characters, theme and style will scoop out flavorful fiction. This week, I finished drafting Chapter 70, Part 4 of my Contemporary work in progress at 722 words. I’ll be whipping Chapter 71 into shape.
The backstory on plotting sundaes:
In 1890, Evanston, Illinois was one of the first places to pass a blue law against selling ice cream sodas on Sunday. Drug store operators started serving ice cream, minus the soda, with a choice of syrup. Called the “Sunday Soda,” it garnered objections to naming the dessert after the Sabbath, so the spelling was changed to “sundae”.
*Whether indulging a sundae or creative endeavor, may you enjoy plotting the possibilities with great satisfaction.
My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
March 17, 2021
Eva’s Byte #307 - My Enchantment with Sea Glass
Vive la difference:
Sea glass is physically and chemically weathered glass found along bodies of salt water. Beach glass is found along bodies of fresh water, whereby the different pH balance imparts the glass with a less frosted appearance.
Since I live by the East Bay, and in close enough proximity to beaches along the southern coastline of Rhode Island, it would appear that shards of glass are ripe for picking along these shorelines. A finders-keepers proposition dependent upon the currents and wave action, there’s no guarantee for what bounty I’ll come across, if anything, during each spelunking expedition.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
Pure joy derives from the adventure of exploration in comfortable shoes with a sealable, plastic sandwich bag in hand.
For starters, I plan on venturing close to home in my town:
Sabin Point Park, a 7-acre city park with sweeping views of the East Bay.
Bullocks Point, a beach area near the Crescent Park Looff Carousel, the only historic remnant left of Crescent Park, the “Coney Island of New England”.
In my capacity of writer, I’m deriving joy from wending my way through Part 4 of my WIP, closing in on sealing the fate of Chapter 69.
Just as there’s no telling what I’ll find foraging along the shoreline, there’s no telling where my characters will lead me as I approach the finish line.
*May the spirit of adventure lead you to go with the tide.
My sincere appreciation if you’ve read thus far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
Sea glass is physically and chemically weathered glass found along bodies of salt water. Beach glass is found along bodies of fresh water, whereby the different pH balance imparts the glass with a less frosted appearance.
Since I live by the East Bay, and in close enough proximity to beaches along the southern coastline of Rhode Island, it would appear that shards of glass are ripe for picking along these shorelines. A finders-keepers proposition dependent upon the currents and wave action, there’s no guarantee for what bounty I’ll come across, if anything, during each spelunking expedition.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
Pure joy derives from the adventure of exploration in comfortable shoes with a sealable, plastic sandwich bag in hand.
For starters, I plan on venturing close to home in my town:
Sabin Point Park, a 7-acre city park with sweeping views of the East Bay.
Bullocks Point, a beach area near the Crescent Park Looff Carousel, the only historic remnant left of Crescent Park, the “Coney Island of New England”.
In my capacity of writer, I’m deriving joy from wending my way through Part 4 of my WIP, closing in on sealing the fate of Chapter 69.
Just as there’s no telling what I’ll find foraging along the shoreline, there’s no telling where my characters will lead me as I approach the finish line.
*May the spirit of adventure lead you to go with the tide.
My sincere appreciation if you’ve read thus far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
March 10, 2021
Eva’s Byte #306 - Here, There, and Everywhere
The title of a love ballad from the 1966 Beatle album, Revolver, pretty much sums up the location of my reading glasses. Pairs of spectacles in various strengths are strategically placed in every room, without exception.
My optometrist suggested 1.0 for night driving and television viewing.
I peer at my computer screen through a pair of 2.0 lenses.
If I’m reading, 2.75 suffices.
I nab a pair in the 3.25 range when I work with the fine print of crossword puzzles.
In the capacity of writer, I’m drafting my Contemporary work in progress using Times New Roman print style at a 16-point font. My document is zoomed 90 percent.
I can see my way clear—literally as aforementioned, and literarily as I envision the sequence of events in Chapter 68 of Part 4.
For sure, writers need imaginative vision to foresee how their story will unfold from start to finish. Also, of great importance, writers must have keen eyesight for proofreading and editing their draft pre-publication.
Whatever you set your sights on, may twenty-twenty foresight showcase your finished product in the best light.
*My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
My optometrist suggested 1.0 for night driving and television viewing.
I peer at my computer screen through a pair of 2.0 lenses.
If I’m reading, 2.75 suffices.
I nab a pair in the 3.25 range when I work with the fine print of crossword puzzles.
In the capacity of writer, I’m drafting my Contemporary work in progress using Times New Roman print style at a 16-point font. My document is zoomed 90 percent.
I can see my way clear—literally as aforementioned, and literarily as I envision the sequence of events in Chapter 68 of Part 4.
For sure, writers need imaginative vision to foresee how their story will unfold from start to finish. Also, of great importance, writers must have keen eyesight for proofreading and editing their draft pre-publication.
Whatever you set your sights on, may twenty-twenty foresight showcase your finished product in the best light.
*My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
