Several of my son’s friends are still in college. Some are undergrads at ND; others are in grad school or medical school in various parts of the States.
And I can’t help feeling just a wee bit jealous of the time their families get to spend with them during the holidays.
Because I only had a week with Domer.
Domer is finally home for the holidays!
One of our favorite places to get in the Christmas spirit — ever since he was little — is an immense lighting display put on by our community’s tourism office at a local park.
Here we go again. Once more, a client of mine has stumbled — unwittingly — into a dark cave, and I’m summoned to haul her out.
Only this time, I decided to write about it.
So other unsuspecting people won’t go through the same sort of misery. Continue reading
Who doesn’t love a mystery??
Good, now maybe y’all can help me solve one.
“Writing a book is a horrible, exhausting struggle, like a long bout of some painful illness. One would never undertake such a thing if one were not driven on by some demon whom one can neither resist nor understand.”
If you’re a writer, do you fall into the Pantser or the Plotter camp?
Many of us are combinations of the two, but lately, I’m wishing I was more of a Plotter. And I’m kicking myself for spending FAR too much time writing out of the foxhole I unwittingly dug so long ago.