A “spirited” online discussion is one thing, but NEVER be libelous… or, well, stupid in what you write. Think before you post anything. I am sure you know seemingly EVERYONE is now on social media somewhere – including, uh, your employer, or your desired future employer, or that college you so hope to attend. You NEVER know who will see what you post…
Read that masterpiece again. The nature of those who follow her and whom she also follows are essentially a problem for her now. I am a problem, I see?
I wrote Conventions: The Garden At Paris imagining there might be two further volumes someday – all of them to be stand alone novels each of which may be read on its own. But each book has proven such a massive writing undertaking that for now I feel I have yet again largely run out of steam: I’m exhausted. So it’s two books. As for a third? I hope so. We’ll see.
If criticism of your writing goes with the authoring territory, it may drive you bananas when someone lectures you as to why you have written that novel and what you mean by what is in it.
After doing this four times previously I have come to learn this is always that moment where I feel I have finally achieved something tangible.
I admit I have never so had the s-it scared out of me as I have felt at times since March. I did not even feel the same about my father’s 2014 heart failure (from which he recovered), or even my mother’s and my uncle’s deaths in 2015. These have been the most unsettling weeks in my life.
“What do you think of Meghan?” I was recently asked by a woman barber. “She’s a harmless actor now playing the role of a lifetime,” I chuckled…
Flying within the US, that classic novel got me, uh, “in trouble” – twice.
I can’t really offer up replies to them quite as the questions are asked. But I suppose I can offer some general personal takeaways based on nearly six years of doing this now. I think I have learned lots I did not know in 2013.
Following Yellowstone, we had headed to the incredible Tetons…
To my fellow Americans, wherever you are in the world, Happy Independence Day. 🙂
History is all around in England. I feel almost foolish; that I should have known this, but somehow I had missed it. I’m at least glad I discovered it now… rather than later.
I realized yesterday that my previous post might mistakenly lead anyone new here to believe that I write novels only of two centuries ago and three-cornered cocked hats on gentleman and bonnets on ladies…
I blog here; but I’m not really a blogger. I’m here because of a decidedly different kind of writing. I’m here for my novels…
I don’t know any Harry Potter fan who believes that author J.K. Rowling considers her fiction and entertainment-meant writings of magic wands, flying broomsticks, and quidditch competitions, as aiming at teaching and converting them as readers to her sect of “witches.” Or maybe I’m wrong?
Welcome here to my semi-weekly journal covering novel writing, travel, international matters, and whatever related that pops to mind…. sometimes seriously, sometimes rather less so. The center (centre) of my authoring universe. I hope you enjoy your visit.
Edward: “I hope I may be quite honest with you that I will be quite pleased for the opportunity to become far better acquainted with Miss Sánchez once we reach Holland…”
Robert: “My friend who wrote that letter, he’s passed eighty now. When I was in Paris fifty years ago, where I met him, he loved her dearly. And, oh, Nancy, how she loved him…”
Béatrice: “We will all of us have a drink to everyone we remember and love.”
Bill: “Fiction comes from fact, and lots of fact makes great fiction when you re-write it as fiction.”
Valérie: “Because you are born on a farm, this does not make you a horse!”
Isabelle: “I’ll set the table… This is better than a restaurant. Oh, and by when I leave… I expect you will have told me all about General de Gaulle also.”
