House Arrest

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Our sons have put us on house arrest because of the Coronavirus pandemic. Technically, it’s of the honor system variety, but they do text, call, FaceTime, etc. at least once a day. If they catch me at my favorite coffee/writing spot, there will be hell (or at least, heck) to pay. So I’ve made a list of the several positives.

  1. I’m blogging for the first time in weeks.*
  2. I’m writing more.
  3. I can watch every single season of Project Runway All Stars without feeling guilty about it.
  4. I have the time to take two long walks a day.
  5. I can order groceries online, which is way more fun than I thought it would be.
  6. Also, I can contemplate the very nice view outside out breakfast room window

*If you don’t see that as a positive, pretend you do.

Like, you know?

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The very lovely and clearly bright young woman behind me at my coffee/writing spot is doing a job interview. She’s used the word “like” twelve times in two sentences.* Although she’s also using words like “protocol” and “robotics,” she’s coming off like a refugee from Encino. I am sad.

*Yes, I counted.

What I’m Reading (not that you asked)

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I don’t read. I devour. Unless I don’t like the first 15 pages. Then I shelve the book in my “TBR”* collection.

In the last two weeks I’ve inhaled the first two books in Rainbow Rowell’s Simon Snow series. I hope she takes time writing the third, because I seriously have to read something else occasionally.

Now I’m half-way through a memoire, which is odd since I hate them unless they’re hilarious, and I like plot, (lots of plot) and believe there should be a legal limit on the number of adjectives you can use per page. **

So when I tell you to read Four Seasons in Rome, by Anthony Doerr, you know how fabulous it must be. It has only a sliver of plot and it’s definitely over the legal limit for adjectives.

*This is a euphemism for “I’m never, ever going to open this book again, but it has a nice cover,

**I also love run-on sentences. This isn’t going to be one.

Today’s question from the Insecure Writer’s Support Group blog

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https://www.insecurewriterssupportgroup.com/p/iwsg-sign-up.html

I’ve also heard people make this idiotic claim (writers shouldn’t read). For me, one of the perks of becoming a writer, was an excuse to spend countless hours reading. Research! So what if I’m sitting on a plane, reading a middle grade novel? Research! A Victorian romance? Research! Do I need to clean the house? So sorry. Too busy doing research!

Happiness is a good critique group*

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So one of my two partners in my last critique group (which I loved) had the nerve to have a baby. So much for that group, which especially distressed me because a group (which I also loved) from a couple of years prior fell apart because both my partners had the nerve to prioritize their families and work over our meetings. I was bereft.**

Low and behold, a partner in one group suggested exchanging pages and a partner from the older group said “Hey kids. Let’s put on a show!” Or as we writers say it, “Put together a new critique group.” And everyone’s great and they better not have the nerve to find something more essential they have to do.***

*So are cute little puppies, kittens, and adorable granddaughters but they’re not a whole lot of help revising a novel.

**That may be a slight overstatement. I just like the word.

***Just kidding, but you knew that.

I Have Renamed Sunday

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The new name will be “No Writing or Querying Day.” To make sure I don’t succumb to temptation, we’re going to drive to Frederick, walk through the amazing Carroll Creek Park, and have tea* and a bran muffins.

*When I have tea instead of a latté, you know I’m serious about taking a writing break.