Monthly Archives: August 2007

Today’s one of those crazy days when I have far too much to do and far too little time to do it all—except it all seems to be getting done. I’m leaving tomorrow morning for a week and won’t be … Continue reading →

Since I’m going out of town on Wednesday for a week, I decided to get the current story, called “Adrift,” back in the hands of the editor. I called what I sent him a second draft, but in reality it … Continue reading →

I know, I know, summer doesn’t end for a while, and it’s still hotter than blazes, but school is starting up again soon and it feels like summer is over and I somehow missed that it even started. I’ve had … Continue reading →

I finally sat down and read the 15-part serial novella “Doors Open” by crime writer Ian Rankin that has been published in the NY Times Sunday magazine over the past several months. It’s a tad under 40,000 words, 2500 words … Continue reading →

Got through another few pages of the short story this morning. It’s slow going, but worth it, I think. I’m still making some fairly major structural changes, moving paragraphs and sentences, deleting, adding, smoothing. Maybe by the end of tomorrow’s … Continue reading →

I usually title my posts. I like the way the titles break up entries when I’m viewing my friends’ posts. Without a title, sometimes it’s hard to tell where one ends and another begins. This morning I did a solid … Continue reading →

I spent all day yesterday working on a new draft of the story-in-progress. It’s really tough work because I want to get it exactly right. I still haven’t told the tale I want to tell all the way, but I’m … Continue reading →

We’re supposed to get more rain from TS Erin today, but so far it’s been clear. Yesterday we just got a good soaking, though there were many streets that flooded downtown and a couple of roof collapses (at least one … Continue reading →

How do you feel when you work out something in a story/movie/TV show before the “big reveal?” Do you feel proud of yourself for putting something together or cheated because something was obvious and yet the writers danced around it … Continue reading →

I’m pretty close to being finished with my Storytellers essay. I’ll read it over again once more, then record it for the Podango podcast tonight. I usually find a couple of rough spots when I read it aloud. I was … Continue reading →