Pretend that you’re not a shy writer who
Relies on solitude and a radio station with a classical
Orchestra to hear your muse and to
Muse about your characters, like a lonely cat and an Continue reading
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Would You Rather . . . ?
Would you rather sit on a soft sandy beach and read as the surf roars near you, or would you rather hike a snow-capped mountain and reach for the stars at the top?
Jill Weatherholt, well-known romance author and one of the friendliest bloggers on Earth, interviewed me with even better Would You Rather questions over on her website. Won’t you hit the link and go see what questions she came up with? They’re clever and fun and prompted me to be (perhaps) too honest in my answers!
https://jillweatherholt.wordpress.com/2019/09/28/welcome-author-pam-wight-wouldyourather/
What Makes You Purr?
© Shelley Steinle, illustrator.
A year ago I lost my purr.
At the time, I didn’t think of it that way. I was suffering the side effects of a concussion. All summer long I’d been unable to enjoy the activities that helped me feel fulfilled.
- Limited screen time, which meant little to no computer/TV/Kindle/phone usage.
- Reading was difficult because of eye strain and blur.
- I mean, really, even thinking was a chore.
What’s a writer-woman to do? Continue reading
Time for a Paws
A pause is a hiatus, a recess, an extra breath in and out.
But paws are kneading me, and needing me, to shout out to the world that MOLLY will be soon in town.
© Shelley Steinle, illustrator. Molly licks her paw in MOLLY FINDS HER PURR, pub date 9/24/19.
But the shore beckons me with each wave on the sandy beach – Continue reading
Swimming Upstream Through the Pages
I don’t know about you, but during much of 2018 I felt like I was swimming Upstream. Each day seemed to bring Just One Damned Thing after Another; other days seemed like A Walk in the Park.
On the personal side, my concussion in May led to the The Longest Nine Months of feeling like I lived in an Alternate Side, a side where writing and teaching and thinking were an Unlikely Pilgrimage. Continue reading
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