Panera has the spaciest employees, at least here in Huntsville. I had zero confidence in the cashier’s ability to make my coffee after watching her punch ‘cash’ when I handed her my card. My assumptions were spot on – I have yet to find any mocha in this mocha. I think the universe is poking … Continue reading
Category Archives: proserie
Bravery is the new Insanity
Ohhhhh I dunno. I found out yesterday via the eminently magnificent Kim Harrison that Harper Voyager is accepting unagented manuscripts during the first two weeks of October. This is pretty amazing, and I should totally submit mine. Except they want complete, polished novels, and mine is woefully short of that. The completeness part, not the … Continue reading
Writing fiction is just socially acceptable insanity.
I do this thing where I talk to my mirror. It looks like I’m talking to myself, and I keep repeating things in different voices. I look like a crazy person. I know this, because I’m looking at myself in a mirror. But it’s not me I’m talking to. I’m hashing out conversations between characters. … Continue reading
The Marleys were dead, to begin with
Off to a running start with a word count of 1,200. Yeah so, I decided about twelve hours before it began that I’m going to be participating in Camp NaNoWriMo for the month of June. To get all the rest of the crap written that is supposed to be in my first novel but is … Continue reading
Rawr and also rawr
Other than the obligatory family gathering on Monday, don’t mess with me this weekend. [scary face] I haven’t gotten more than an hour of writing in any day during the last week, and that’s not even remotely enough time to get into a groove. I want to make serious headway and that’s only going to … Continue reading
Aine Crabtree 