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The watchers
A flaneur is a person who walks through a city observing life rather than partaking of it, and I think to some degree all writers and indeed artists in general are flaneurs. We do seem to be a little separate from others, watching without joining in. Even when we do join in there is part…
How a Book Is Born – Part 1
So a publisher comes to me and says, “We need you to write a contemporary romance by December 3. Fifty thousand words. Thanks.” I look at the calendar; my eyes do not deceive me. It is indeed the last week of October. Giving me … well, not a lot of time. Considering I have a…
On taking risks
In Monday’s post, I talked about some of my mid-career exploration, and how finding out that the grass only looks greener is a valuable exercise. What if I had found that the grass was greener? Then that would have been fabulous, too, right? So there was no way to lose. I expect that there are…
On what I learned from wind chimes
These are wind chimes. I hate wind chimes. All wind chimes, not just these particular wind chimes. In fact I don’t know these wind chimes personally; I just got the picture from one of those free stock photo websites (see photo credit below! I would hate for the stock photography people to send me a…
Things that make me smile
My friend Marilyn over at Simmer Till Done is getting ready for her daughter’s Bat Mitvah and has been in a fever of baking and crafting for the past couple of weeks. I ran into her at the coffee shop the other morning, where she taught me the secret of putting lists on pink paper so you can find…
Big Projects and Productivity
A comment on a previous post points out that people sometimes get stuck on long projects and stall because they haven’t figured out the next step. “Write a book” seems a little daunting. You can’t get it done today. So you shy away from getting started at all. Productivity gurus talk about figuring out…

