One Page at a Time

And the hits keep coming. Today I learned that sorting piles of papers make hands hurt. I forgot to hit the sort button on the copier and so ended up having to hand-sort 8 stacks of 39 pieces of paper. br /br /So this is …

Today I revised five pages and wrote one-plus. I got a little closer to finishing a chapter, and therefore to finishing a book. One more drop in the ocean of words. Slowly, slowly.br /br /What’s strange for me is that the book I keep going …

Did I write? No. br /br /Did I read? Yes.br /br /I am a member of a wonderful critique group. A good group is an amazing thing. Once you’re a member, you wonder how you ever went without it. The camaraderie, the advice, the encouragement …

The good news is, my bruises have gone from black and blue to yellow and green. The bad news is, I’ve still got bruises and sore hands. And so, the daily word count is still zippo, nada, nothing, bupkiss. The weekly word count is worse: …

Note to all writers out there. Falling on your hands is never a good idea. While I took Friday night off, Saturday I went for a long walk, tripped off a curb and fell, poleaxed, onto the street. Managed to hit my knees and my …

There are certain moments when it is okay to say “I didn’t write today.” The time spent visiting your best friend — the new mom — after work is one of them. br /br /I think of it as life experience time. After all, how …