IWSG: My Time in Exile


This is the first Wednesday of the month, and that means IWSG Day! Like much of the “free” world, I am currently writing this from inside my home in the course of a weeks-long lock down to help slow the spread of a deadly disease in order to make the terrible less terrible.

I know that many of my fellow writers are using this as an excellent time to do excellent things such as a) editing that novel and b) finishing that novel and c) researching that novel or d) short stories.

In all honesty, I’ve been a bit busy with option f) Freaking Out.

Yes, even though I have had a job (writing) that requires a lot of private time, suddenly I’m feeling like a gerbil freaking out every time it reaches yet another invisible wall.

I know it’s at least partly that I recently got a great job and recently reconnected with a great church community. Both of which are now closed. I also find it disheartening that there are signs like this one everywhere.


I mean, dinosaurs got 177 million years on earth, and we’ve only been here for 200,000. Come on, human race. If Jeff Goldblum could do it, we can give dinosaurs a run for their money too.

Honesty time. I do not like Being Told What To Do. Because I’m an American darn it. I live in the land of the free and the more than occasionally ridiculously stupid, where we have hit songs about our tendency to make the same mistake again for the tenth time because – seriously? – that wall is STILL there???

Yep. It’s frustrating. But Stay Home. Please. Gaia will thank you.

I’d like to say that – yeah, I will do what the doctors say and be Zen about it. I can pretty much get the first part down, but the second part gets my mind pacing like a caged tiger not-so-secretly planning my escape.

captive tiger

I imagine I’m not the only one feeling this way, so … yeah.

Anyway, how are you all doing? Finding writing harder or easier? Finding life in general harder or easier? Or is it just another day at the office?

IWSG: Getting Personal Now!


It’s the first Wednesday in March and that means IWSG Day and I have been having a rough month, busy-ness and inspiration wise.

March 4 question – Other than the obvious holiday traditions, have you ever included any personal or family traditions/customs in your stories?

I’m stumped on something to say this month. This question seems fitting, because in undergrad my favorite creative writing prof taught us (among other things) that we should avoid being autobiographical in fiction. It’s something I struggle with a lot. Sometimes the personal is the public. We all have our little eccentricities and stories – and even if they’re all different, we *get* it.

It’s something I struggle with, and so I’m not sure if I ever get personal. I try very deliberately not to – and maybe that’s part of my problem right now.

Hope everyone has a great March! Stay healthy and well.

IWSG: New Year Writer Resolution


2020 is here and it’s now the second Wednesday of 2020, but the Insecure Writer’s Support Group graciously gave us an extra week to write our posts for the month – and to go around and visit.

This January, I was somewhat amused to discover that all of us in this Science Fiction/Fantasy Writer’s Group, that about 90% of us have the same resolution: to finally finish and publish/submit a novel that we’ve been working on forever. That’s what I’m doing, and it’s rough. Editing is hard. Writing is hard, but editing is even harder. Writing is like the sprint, and editing is the marathon. Anyway, my new year’s resolution is to face that dreaded beast: editing. To do my best to not be sidelined by shiny new things and to focus on the story I really love – and yet hate a little at the same time. Because I’ve been working on it for So Long.

How about what you? Do you have any resolutions this year?

Happy 2020!!! May 2020 be even better than 2019!

IWSG: Busy Months

Hard to believe October let alone IWSG Day is here. I have had a busy couple of months including a new job which I love!

My job is appropriate to the question of the month: It’s been said that the benefits of becoming a writer who does not read is that all your ideas are new and original. Everything you do is an extension of yourself, instead of a mixture of you and another author. On the other hand, how can you expect other people to want your writing, if you don’t enjoy reading? What are your thoughts?

Well, as someone who works at a library and reads a lot, I cannot disagree with option A more! I love to be independent and creative, but I know from experience that if I want to share my writing, I need to read and I need to live, to experience life. There is no other way.

I find myself wondering who said this business about writing without reading? What have they written? I’m trying to think of authors I personally enjoy, and I can’t think of one who has ever said this. Even if such a writer exists, would they admit to it?

Unless we are inventing our own language, all writing is derivative, all based on a shared culture. And if we are going to invent a language and expect other people to learn it, well, good luck with that. To me, that’s just silly. And unnecessary.

What do you think? To me it’s an question but I’m always open to other perspectives!

IWSG: Long Summer


This is my August post for the Insecure Writer’s Support Group.

I’ve had a long summer and not so much in a good way. Well, okay, mostly in a good way. Right now, though, I’m mentally stuck on the fact that my father is in the hospital – again – because he fell and couldn’t get up. I’m hesitant to write about this, actually. It’s a moral decision that has almost nothing to do with writing, but I’m not sure what to do in this situation, and my brain is finding it hard to think about anything else for very long. They’re saying he cannot live alone, and all he wants is to be independent.

Meanwhile, I just got a new job, and I love my job, and I just got more hours at my job working for the library. Meanwhile, it’s exhausting dealing life right now, and my daily writing practice helps. It helps a lot in fact. Sometimes I feel like writing is the only thing helping me edge toward some semblance of sanity.

And that’s all I have the emotional energy to share right now. Trudging along day by day, continuing my daily writing practice, almost entirely journaling the past week or so. Hope everyone has had a great summer. Fall is coming soon!

IWSG: New Job


Today is the first Wednesday of the month, and that means IWSG Day! It’s a chance for writers to talk about our insecurities, triumphs, and momentary hurdles on the way to triumph.

This month, the main thing going on in my life is that I’ve finally broken down and very quickly (it all happened so fast I’m still like … how did this happen?) gotten a part-time job – working at a library, so this is probably my ideal job like ever. Seriously, I’m thinking of what job could be better and my brain thinks – bookstore? – but no, then I’d have to *sell* books, which is not as good for my emotional state. So, I’m good here.

Writing wise, I’m working on this crazy project right now, so involved, so little hope of success that I suspect it’s at least 50% of the reason I decided to take a job that does not involve sitting in front of a computer all day. Typing. There’s only so much my eyes and fingers can take. But, I love it. But, writing can be exhausting at times.

Hope you have a great June! Happy writing – and reading.


IWSG: Happy May Day!


May 1st happens to be on a Wednesday this year, so that means it’s IWSG Day AND May Day at the same time.

I’m a writer, so language fascinates me – and I get easily sidetracked by it. May Day is one of those funny language things where two words have so many different meanings depending on context. May Day is also International Workers Day, a day to celebrate the working people of the world. It’s also the day we celebrate spring. After a crazy winter here in the Northeastern United States, we finally have flowers! (And weeds – lots of flowering weeds. Not sure I feel about those….)

Mayday is also a phrase that means “help me” in French, and Mayday Mayday Mayday is the way ships let people know they’re in serious trouble over the radio, where transmissions can get staticky, so they need quick call signs.

This Spring, I’m feeling a little all of the above. I’m really glad spring is here, but I’m also kind of finding it hard to stay motivated to write. But, I’m sticking in there. Sort of. Some days more than others.

Hope you have a great May wherever you are!