Happy Friday! Yesterday, I blogged about their names. For today I thought… you must be tired of “listening” to me blogging? So how about this instead.
How about a bunch of rainy day – perhaps rainy weekend – reading excerpts? These are straightforward, with no additional commentary or asides. Let’s just escape this century and “time travel” back to the 1780s-early 1800s… and for a change you don’t have to read, uh, boring old blogging me, but instead hear from some of “them”… directly:
All of that – and about 1,000 pages more from just those two novels – is why I am here and why this blog exists: my writing. There, bits of over four years of writing. We can talk about “writing” all we want, but in the end to write requires taking risks, putting ourselves out there for readers to see (and perhaps criticize), commitment, and actually writing.
Another November 1. I see lots of writers are tweeting about how they are doing that NaNoNaNoNaNaooooowri… stuff to write that novel. I may have to mute at least half of the #writingcommunity!