
It was just a bad day, okay? Not the end of the world, really.
Blogging the rewrite of my novel, Mogollon:
Yesterday morning I woke up with a red hot love scene from Mogollon raging in my brain. I'm rewriting my manuscript and realized what I'd written was NOT ENOUGH. I piled down the stairs full of enthusiasm, the words crackling through my synapses. I pulled up the Word file and sat with my fingers poised over the keys, ready to let 'er rip.
I heard my husband on the phone in his office. He was
Published on July 24, 2009 11:19