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Getting Ready To Write

We're talking about fueling our creativity this week, and Liz and Nan have both had great posts about brainstorming and writerly contact...so much that I'm taking a little bit of a different approach.

Because fueling is also about...well, fueling. As in energy. As in food.

You thought we sat around eating chocolates and chips and sipping fizzy drinks? I won't lie, that sometimes happens - especially at writer's retreats and conferences and, heck, last Sunday evening. For me, eating is as much p...

Writing Fuel

I loved Liz's post about how she finds fuel for writing and I couldn't disagree with a single point she made yesterday ,except maybe for the whole early morning, get-started-before-the-sun-rises, waking-up-with-the-chickens thing. Yikes!! How I respect someone who is an early morning kind of person. I can be an early morning person when I have to be, and I've been known to get up before the sun rises when I have an urgent deadline on a editing project. Coffee and the promise of a decent paych...

Finding fuel

by Liz Flaherty
While we were mulling over themes a while back (we mull a lot—cider, wine, ideas...), Ava came up with “what we do to fuel our spirit/brains to write.” I was surprised at how many things I do—or use—for the express purpose of getting words onto the screen.

·         I’m at the desk long before daylight, with the only sound the humming of the furnace in my office. The bank of lights on the writing end of the room is on, but the sewing mach...

Put a Shine on that Crown!

Earlier this week, I had a bit of a dental emergency when my crown popped off. In a panic, I popped it back on, gritted my teeth, and promised to forego my morning bacon until it was fixed. Fortunately, the doc got me in the next day and I white-knuckled my way through its replacement with no further complications or drama. Whew!

Thinking about my dental crown had me joking about the figurative crown I like to think I wear on my head. And I realized it wasn’t really a joke. We should ALL wear...

Random Ramblings

When you got nothing. Like this morning, for me, for this...and I have a headache--have had for about a week now, so I'm finding it hard to focus. Which means a blog of Margie's random ramblings.

I have the news on this morning and I just heard that Trump is accusing Ted Cruz of stealing votes in Iowa to win the primary. It occurs to me that if you wrote a novel with what has happened during this election--what with the over-stuffed billionaire, a former first lady, a grassroots old guy, and...

On Taking The Time...

It's come to my attention that I think a lot about how things are going to be. I think about the next contract and the next book. I salivate over the next vacation or a dinner-and-movie date with RadioMan. I get excited thinking about bebe's first swim meet and worry that she's still struggling with double-digit subtraction over 20 and think about how much simpler homework will be when she doesn't need quite so much hand-holding.

Nothing is wrong with thinking about any of those things.

Everyth...

I'm Here, Just Flustered...

You all may know or you may not, but I've been across the country at Son's house for the last two weeks. He's been dreadfully sick and I came out to help out as he healed--hard to deal with a 3-year-old when you're down flat. So my life has been confused and full of angst and I don't have a post for today. I'm sorry. But I'll be at Romance University tomorrow with a post that I wrote before all this drama happened, so won't you stop by there and check it out after you read Kristi's post here...

1776 and Magic Time

by Liz Flaherty

I've never been in a play. Even though some of those aptitude tests I took in high school suggested I might be good at acting, I've never done it. I can't memorize things, I'm terrified in front of groups of more than two. I've never mastered eyeliner. I have every good reason in the world for not acting. So I'm not going to.

But Duane often acts and/or sings in Ole Olsen, the local theatre group. I read lines with him, tell him he's wonderful (he is), and eat well and chug a li...

The Joys of Being a Pantser

I’m a total pantser. And I love it.
There are pants somewhere here to illustrate my blog.
I just can't find them at the moment. :-)I maybe start a manuscript with a couple of characters and a vague idea of the story line. Sometimes, I only have one hastily-crafted paragraph or section of dialogue between nameless character 1 and nameless character 2. In fact, I have a whole computer file of such snippets… possible stories to flesh out when/if I get the time.

The only certainty is that...

What Came First?

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