‘Tis The Season to be Stressed Out, Fa La La La La, La La La, HALP

OK guys. Confession time. I'm not going to make my end of year deadline to complete a first draft of The Mayor. Here's the situation: In a previous post (see here), I explained how I still had 8 more chapters left to write, and was aiming to finish a chapter a week. Well, this plan … Continue reading ‘Tis The Season to be Stressed Out, Fa La La La La, La La La, HALP

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Berrow and Goodacre’s Annual Writing Retreat Part II: The Hermits Emerge

Click here to read Part I. Thus the Writing Retreat has come to an end, and K.F. Goodacre and I must return to our day jobs. I must confess, my level of productivity paled in comparison to that of K.F. Goodacre, who's been slashing words from her book baby as though editing were some form … Continue reading Berrow and Goodacre’s Annual Writing Retreat Part II: The Hermits Emerge

Writing Retreats and Adventures in Late-Night Baking

Today marked the first day of Berrow and Goodacre's second annual Writing Retreat. The idea is that each year, my writing partner and I hole ourselves away in a room, knuckle down to business and bash out a few thousand words without the distractions of work, family, friends and boyfriends luring us away from our desks. … Continue reading Writing Retreats and Adventures in Late-Night Baking