IWSG: Risktaking in Writing

Am I a risk taker? I’m never sure what the answer to that question is in real life or in writing. The short version? I’m not a stupid risk taker. In real life, that means I like safety equipment. A lot. Something’s gotta catch me if I fall, right? My usual risk taking process is

A Quick Assessment and Other Themes

So, taking a step back, and looking at where I am in my novel… at last count, my main character was about to confess that she may not have… exactly… uhm… killed the person everyone assumes she killed. Actually, he might be alive and well, and fidgeting around in her basement, reading sports magazines, and

Confessions From The Writer’s Hard Drive

Somewhere, in the deep, dark depths of my hard drive, I have a mostly-complete manuscript of a prurient nature. Well, it really, really wants to be prurient, anyway. I’m not sure it quite makes it, since I don’t really have the attention span for other people’s sex lives… no, not even if they’re my own

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