• The Draft

    I am feeling a little numb, right now. Also, I am in a bit of disbelief. About forty minutes ago as of this writing, I have finished The Draft. 229 pages. 52 chapters. 59,000 words. Now. I can’t possibly even send this thing to my trusty writing friend– yet – let alone e-mail it to my…


  • Not Yet! (A writing update)

    So I told myself I would die or finish this draft of my manuscript — which my agent and my supportive writing friends are waiting to read. Have been waiting to read. Um . . . for a while now. It is a story that almost died — a weird magic story a whole bunch of people…