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Proof of Life
I haven’t retired. And I’m not yet dead. So to answer the question you may be asking after noticing it’s been a while since I last posted: yes, I’m still editing. So why haven’t I posted recently (or much at all these past few years?) I used to post frequently (check out the archive), partly…
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That’s a Lot of Words
I’ve been editing for more than thirty years. Not the same book, mind you. That would be insane. When I was organizing a shelf yesterday (as one does when procrastinating), I decided to line up some of the books I’ve worked on. The picture here shows what I found. I don’t have much space for…
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Eleven
“I don’t want to grow up.” My granddaughter is excited about Christmas and eager to turn eleven, but this is what she’s thinking about right now. In the next hour, she will claim she is “very responsible,” despite piles of clothes on the floor in her room offering evidence to the contrary, then ask for…
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Something New, Soon. Meanwhile…
I’m working on developing a new service for all you writerly folks. My current editorial services are for novels that you’ve revised so many times words suddenly have no meaning and all those little letters on the page might as well be cookie crumbs or ants angling for cookie crumbs. (Note to self: Clean your…
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Still Here, Still Editing
This isn’t a real post. A real post would have a lot more words and include compelling content that would make you nod your head in agreement or shake it in dismay. This is just a little note to remind anyone who happens by that I’m still doing my editing thing. Still working away on…
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My Next Novel
I haven’t written a single word of my Next Novel*. Not one. I first had the idea a couple years ago and made all kinds of notes, littering my digital desktop with files bearing names I’ve long since forgotten and my literal desktop with scraps of paper that may have disappeared during a recent, apartment-wide…
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A Million Words
It took me two decades to find a modicum of confidence as a writer. (Or four if you count all the years when I was writing, but without a goal of someday becoming a published writer.) Hidden away on a hard drive somewhere are dozens of short stories, four novels and one sad screenplay –…