Always an introvert, the Pandemic only worsened that for me, until I found myself nearly muted as well as isolated. So bear with me as I try to find my “voice” again. Recently, a family tragedy caused an old friend, Karen, to reach out by text, and I decided to be bold and phone her.… Continue reading Reconnecting With My History
Author, author, speak to me!
I cried last night … twice. Reading the final chapters of Khaled Hosseini’s A Thousand Splendid Suns, did me in. The story was just that real to me. Throughout the book I experienced love and heartbreak, beauty and horror, fear and exultation because Hosseini is an excellent writer. And yet, not everyone agrees with me.… Continue reading Author, author, speak to me!
My decision to quit writing
Last week, I had lunch with two other writers and came home totally depressed. I don’t blame them. They didn’t do or say anything directly to bottom me out. As I listened to them speak, I realized I felt disconnected from their world. That night I told my husband I'd decided to quit writing. He told… Continue reading My decision to quit writing
Write what you know means …
When my granddaughter was not quite three, one of her favorite movies was Disney’s The Aristocrats, but for a while, no one realized she had redubbed it. Then, one day, we heard clearly her request to watch The Rest of the Cats. She didn’t know the meaning of the word aristocrats, so she heard words… Continue reading Write what you know means …
This is the scary part
Yesterday, I forced myself to get serious about writing my next novel. (Yes, I was sick. Blame it on the caffeine in the chai I drank.) I’ve been making the preparations for this novel for months, even writing out several scenes. But this time, actually getting down that first chapter is tougher. I’m struggling with… Continue reading This is the scary part