Recently I got into an interesting discussion with a fellow writer about the importance of good writing. I had mentioned that I was hooked on a series of books that had a fantastic plot but that the writing wasn’t great, even though it was a New York Times bestseller. My friend was shocked to hear this. I shared with her a conversation I had with a Literary Agent regarding this very thing. The agent stated that just like most things in our society, it comes down to numbers. I

Admit it, revision is never a fun process. The joy and excitement of creating something new got on the last bus out of town. There’s nothing left to do but take a long hard look at your freshly hatched baby and realize you’re only a small percentage of the way done. The real work now begins. *Sigh* I’ve never met one author/writer/creator-of-words that says they enjoy revision. Nada. But it’s a necessary evil if you ever want your work to see the light of day. (Or if you just

I used to think I couldn’t write unless I had at least an hour or more to devote to it. Which, of course, rarely happens, since a little thing called ‘life’ always seems to get in the way. Day after day of zero word counts would pass, and my frustration would only grow. Finding the time to write has always been my number one problem with… well, my writing. I know, I know. I’m preaching to the choir. Every writer admittedly struggles to find those few extra minutes each day, t

I can totally handle any and all distractions today and will do nothing but write. This is a lie I tell myself every day. Not that I expect to do nothing but write all day, but the fact that I believe I can dodge distraction is just laughable. I’m a distractible person. I am distractor. I am distractee. I distract. It’s just my life. (No, I don’t know if I have ADD and I don’t wish to find out.) So, I sit and plan. I make lists and goal sheets, reminders and accountability pa

I was appalled and dismayed to see that today is the last day of the month. This could have something to do with the fact that I lost about half the month to illness, dental emergencies and ER visits, but whatev, right? The fact of the matter is, March. Is. Over. Which means 2015 is one quarter over. I can’t even. *blinks slowly* When did that happen? And why does this keep happening faster and faster the older I get? (Not that I’m old, cause I’m not. I am merely a twenty yea

So I’ve been focusing on my writing lately (hence, the lack of blog posts!) And I’ve been reading about writing (that always sounds funny to me, but it’s true.) And over the past 8 days I’ve had the opportunity to attend 3 different writing events. I say ‘opportunity’ because earlier this week I got sick and didn’t get to make one. (Boo!) And here’s what I learned (again.) – connecting with other writers energizes me. Each time I think, “I could be spending that time writing!