Sometimes life gives us gifts of pure grace; one such for me was meeting Pea. She began as an exercise in sheer fun—sitting on my deck in a wicker rocker, taking a few weeks off from my contracted writing to see if, after several years as a
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I’ve told you before that I don’t love plotting ahead before I write a book, but when planning a series, sometimes even I have to take a stab at it. I will scribble notes on paper or the whiteboard in my office, and all too often they
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Sometimes I get stuck in a story and don’t know where to go next. (Usually a sign that I’m trying to force something to happen instead of letting the story flow organically.) It’s a weirdness of my brain and my process that planning out a story never
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Being surrounded by pleasant memories and things I cherish is an important element of my workspace. Here’s a shot of one side of my desk, where I have my books lined up, steadied by a bookend our daughter brought back from a trip. Then there’s a doily of
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