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.

Too Many Ifs

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I’ve spent the last 90 minutes finding ways of cutting down the gazillion times I use the word, “if” in my manuscript.* To reward myself, I’m going to spend the next 5 minutes looking at this.

*Don’t get me started on the “ands, ors, buts,”

You Can Write On Vacation!

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I can’t believe I managed to do three wine tastings and still sit on the porch at the b&b in Canada and write for two hours today.

Or possibly, I just imagined I was writing when I sat on the porch because…wine tastings.

Highlights of Highlights

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I was reunited with my manuscript at the Highlights Foundation Summer Camp, where I had my very own cabin to write as much as I wanted. Thanks to my fabulous mentor, Kathy Erskine, I also finished my last set of revisions. I managed to acquire more words than ounces, despite the incredibly fantastic food they served us.* That, in of itself, was a singular accomplishment. Just ask anyone who’s been there.

*Imagine a writers workshop where the chef announces that night’s menu before dinner.

Separation Anxiety

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I’m going to the Highlights Summer Camp next week and I’m suffering from severe separation anxiety. Sorry husband, it’s not about you*

I’m suffering from separation anxiety, because part of the deal is once you turn in the first 20 pages of your manuscript (June 1), you’re supposed to put it away and not touch it until you get to camp. And my manuscript and I have been a thing since last year, and I miss it. I hope it doesn’t think I don’t care anymore.

So I’ve been filling the void by editing another novel. Writers, raise your hands if you think you can fill a void with editing. Anybody? Anybody?

*Not really sorry. It would be very neurotic to be anxious anytime I didn’t see my husband for 6 days, don’t you think?**

**That’s a rhetorical question. No need to ponder it.