Category: Writing Life

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Publishing Day – 11/28/2017

Today is the day. Pub day. It’s surreal to say it out loud. I’m going to walk around with a case of the nerves all day but I took the first leap. Might as well keep on walking.

For everyone that pre-ordered a copy of my debut novel, Moment of Truth, a big “Thank You”. You are appreciated. Your copies should download today.

If you were waiting to get your copy, here is the link again. Moment of Truth

Available November 28, 2017

First chapter below:

MOMENT OF TRUTH - Sample Chapter

 

I look forward to hearing your thoughts on the story. Please feel free to leave a review. Thanks.

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Taking the Leap

I did it.

I can finally say, I did it.

My dream is playing out before my eyes. I have a published book. Look at it. Isn’t it beautiful?

After many aborted starts, taking classes, seeking knowledge, soaking up advice, and overcoming obstacles (mental and monetary), I put it out there. Continue reading “Taking the Leap”

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Why It’s Important To Finish Your Shit « terribleminds: chuck wendig

My focus for the rest of November and December is to finish my shit!  Chuck says it the best.

Why It’s Important To Finish Your Shit « terribleminds: chuck wendig.

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I Dream in Books

Books
Photo credit: Patrick Goethe

I had a weird dream that I was trapped in a library. I wasn’t trying to escape though.

Maybe I should go to bed earlier instead of staying up late reading.

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A Place Just for Me

My Writing Room
My Writing Room

I am writing this blog post from the spot pictured above. My very own writing room.  Nice, right?  I’m wondering why I didn’t think of this sooner.

I have a three bedroom house and I’ve written in every room trying to find a spot to call my own.  I used the family computer room for a while until I got complaints about hogging the computer.  I used the dining room  table with my laptop but it’s an open space and the distractions were constant.  I’ve written on the couch, in the bed and even the bathroom.  None of them were ideal.

Then 4th of July weekend I had an epiphany.  Why not use the FROG?  The furnished room over the garage used to be the kid’s playroom.  They are teenagers now and the toys have been replaced with some exercise equipment, a television and a futon.  No one goes up there.

A quick trip was made to the local Wal-Mart to buy a desk and bookcase.  An overnight assembly was required and the next morning I moved all my things upstairs.  Yes!  It is beautiful!  Finally.  A place to call my own.

What do you think?  What does your writing space look like?