While there is nothing more important to writing that time spent in the chair, there is another, more elusive, component to the creative process. For someone as compulsively driven as I am, this second part is often tougher. Time away. It takes a little prodding (and sometimes force with a crowbar) to pull me from my writing. But time away, fresh air, a little sweat—these are as vital to my writing as the dedicated computer time.
Giving back
Every year, I donate books to an amazing organization that facilitates distributing books to soldiers. I make it a point to donate 2 books for every year I’ve been alive, a way to celebrate my birthday and also give back. This year, I donated 100 books. If you’re interested, check them out HERE.
What happened to the bride?
Saw this bouquet abandoned during a stop in a small town on a driving trip last week. A cold wind and a slate sky, the scene was eerie. I started to wonder…
Where is the bride? Why leave your bouquet behind? What happened to you?
Looking back at 50. Was I born this way?
I was not a kid who read a ton though I spent a lot of time in my own head. An old family friend sent me this picture which she said was taken when I was around 11.
Do I look like a writer? Did I know then what dark halls my mind would lead me down?
The seed
With book two of the Badlands Thriller Series done and in editing, I find myself looking back at where it started. Here I am in the fall of 2015, on my first visit to North Dakota. It felt like outer space. Still does a bit. But what a great place for an edgy thriller…
