You never know what you’ll find when you clean house. I have now made it most of the way around my “workroom.” This is where I write, do genealogy research, make jewelry, draw, and do whatever else requires a big table or a computer. Every inch of this room is occupied. Also in this room… Continue reading When the time is right
Category: Time
The thief of time …
Procrastination is the thief of time. (gasp) Yes, I used a cliché, so take away my keyboard! Looking out a kitchen window this morning, I saw a hummingbird come to the feeder only to find it empty. I apologized. It’s been empty for two weeks. Twice I’ve made the syrup to refill it, set it… Continue reading The thief of time …
Limping toward home
I fear I’m not going to make my deadline. I hoped to have my novel ready for polishing by the end of June, but it’s been slow going lately. I admire writers who can finish a novel in one-hour sessions carved out of an already full schedule. I can’t do that. I can edit in… Continue reading Limping toward home
I believe in yesterday
No, I'm not going to wax eloquent on the time-space continuum, or time travel, or eternity, or any other concept of time as defined by physics, philosophy, or religion. I'm viewing time strictly from an egocentric point of view. My time. The trilogy of time—what was, what is, what shall be. Yesterday—I'm told the past… Continue reading I believe in yesterday
World Enough and Time
I confess to being a poor time manager. When I started writing "full-time" eight months ago, I was in the midst of jewelry making and genealogy research … oh yes, and redecorating one of my bathrooms. All those projects are exactly where I left them. But here's the thing: progress on my novel is now… Continue reading World Enough and Time
Linda Cassidy Lewis 