All Hands On Deck
Once in a while, you get something you really wanted and it turns out to be all you had hoped it would be. So it was with my new deck. I'm just a "sit out back" kind of guy, and this new addition makes me smile every time I walk past the sliding glass doors that separate it from the "indoor" part of the house.
And yes, this really does have to do with my writing life. These days, I'm not just a novelist. I'm also one of the principals of a publishing company so I find myself spending more time on other peoples' manuscripts than my own, rooting through the slush (with respect) hunting that rare jewel that we will want to bring to readers. And there is the money part of the business. And the networking. planning. Marketing. And working with other talented authors who, by definition, are just as tempermental as I am.
All that to say that time is my most precious resource. But this past weekend I found myself with a couple free hours. It was sunny and warm and, while I had the usual list of tasks I got to take it outside. I was able to settle onto my wrought iron chair with a glass of wine and cheese and crackers and settle into the impressive Young Adult submission I've been wading through. It was the rare joy of relaxing in the perfect place with a good book - the experience I hope that Intrigue Publishing provides for other readers.
Each of us has a perfect place to read or, if you're like me, to write. For me that place is my humble wooden deck, where I can look up at the trees between chapters, catch a random deer wandering by, taste the fresh earthy air, enjoy my own eclectic music mix, feel the breeze trying to push through my shirt and the sun trying to tan my hide. Just being there is a reminder that good ficiton incites all of the senses.
If you haven't found your perfect reading/wrting location, you should do so without delay. And if you HAVE found YOUR special place... well, tell me about it.
And yes, this really does have to do with my writing life. These days, I'm not just a novelist. I'm also one of the principals of a publishing company so I find myself spending more time on other peoples' manuscripts than my own, rooting through the slush (with respect) hunting that rare jewel that we will want to bring to readers. And there is the money part of the business. And the networking. planning. Marketing. And working with other talented authors who, by definition, are just as tempermental as I am.
All that to say that time is my most precious resource. But this past weekend I found myself with a couple free hours. It was sunny and warm and, while I had the usual list of tasks I got to take it outside. I was able to settle onto my wrought iron chair with a glass of wine and cheese and crackers and settle into the impressive Young Adult submission I've been wading through. It was the rare joy of relaxing in the perfect place with a good book - the experience I hope that Intrigue Publishing provides for other readers.
Each of us has a perfect place to read or, if you're like me, to write. For me that place is my humble wooden deck, where I can look up at the trees between chapters, catch a random deer wandering by, taste the fresh earthy air, enjoy my own eclectic music mix, feel the breeze trying to push through my shirt and the sun trying to tan my hide. Just being there is a reminder that good ficiton incites all of the senses.
If you haven't found your perfect reading/wrting location, you should do so without delay. And if you HAVE found YOUR special place... well, tell me about it.
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