Again with the whining and the excuses (or, Starting a new novel, revisited)

Well, that didn’t last long. Just a mere three weeks ago, I was basking in the glow of having finished a draft of OTHER THING.  I had nothing but time on my hands, which I happily spent trying not to send myself to Happy Acres Sanitarium by fretting over whether those 48,000-ish words were ickier … Continue reading Again with the whining and the excuses (or, Starting a new novel, revisited)

My Summer Vacation, 2013: We stared into The Mouse’s beady eyes and lived to tell the tale

Hey there!  Remember me?  You know, the guy who makes up the seemingly never-ending stream of words that go here?  You’ll all be glad to hear that I’m back and ready and rarin’ to go. Well, okay, hopefully some of you will be glad to hear that, at least.  Right? Or a couple of you, … Continue reading My Summer Vacation, 2013: We stared into The Mouse’s beady eyes and lived to tell the tale

Getting to work (What I’ve already learned from having an agent)

When I left work on Friday, I had hopes of spending my weekend in a sort of lazy, bachelor-style fugue. That kind of shiftless, laying-about that would, of course, include hours and hours on a couch with a movie marathon or a baseball spree, the consumption of a whole host of terrible, processed, microwaveable meals, … Continue reading Getting to work (What I’ve already learned from having an agent)