Category: writing
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Brilliance in Neutrals
One of the perks of living in Europe is that it’s so very close to… well, Europe. Hence, we’ve seen a lot of cathedrals. London alone has dozens, and while I would never argue that if you’ve seen one cathedral, you’ve seen them all, European cathedrals and chapels do offer a predictable checklist of characteristics:…
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Storytime: Mother of My Son
Remember storytime? Remember sitting criss-cross applesauce on carpet squares in the Public library? I do. Fondly. During this crazy new world of quarantine, I’ll be reading/recording my novel Mother of My Son on youtube. My hope is to post a couple chapters every weekday, 7pm London UK time, 1pm US central time. No one likes…
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Birthday Giveaway
The Ground Beneath Us is one year old and you may be the recipient of a birthday gift! (keep reading 🙂 One of the greatest JOYS for me this past year has been meeting with readers. It’s always fascinating to discover which scenes resonated or angered or delighted. What brought you to tears, what made you laugh,…
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Kindle Sale!
Good news! THE GROUND BENEATH US is on sale! Tuesday, May 24th $1.99 on kindle. (25th $2.99 26th $3.99) Enjoy and please spread the word!
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Just Keep Writing, Writing, Writing
When it comes to writing, I’ve been in a literary desert. It’s been months since I’ve written anything beyond a grocery list or Facebook status and even though I’d like to think I left it all on the field to get The Ground Beneath Us finished and released last fall, that’s kind of a convenient…
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Letting it Go
It’s here. My latest novel. And I’m quite excited and somewhat relieved and a little terrified because now it’s out. The work is done. No more tweaking. No more hunting for that perfect verb. All the verbs are in place and the nouns too and the sparingly yet enhancing (hopefully) adverbs and adjectives. My characters…
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Con…tentment? Con…Queso?
The words Prayer Journal used to intimidate me. One more thing to do, one more discipline to incorporate into my already full life. A supposed to. But over the years, I’ve settled on a freeing truth: keeping a journal is for me. And God. And that’s it. No one else will read it. No one…
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Happy Berries
See these small red spheres? Visiting them made me ridiculously happy. Why? Because one of my characters in my latest novel manuscript is a cranberry grower and even though I’ve tapped into an abundance of information via the Internet, nothing beats wind in your face, mud on your shoes, real life research. On a homeschooling…
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The Biting Truth About Transitions
When I was in labor, fourteen years ago, I almost bit my husband’s neck. We were trying that “dancing” technique that sounds so sweet in Lamaze class—my arms around his shoulders, his arms around my giant waist, rocking back and forth. But I involuntarily added another move: my teeth were bared and slowly sinking into…
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So What if Oprah Hasn’t Read My Book
Last night I partook in my first book club discussion in which the book club discussed my novel. They provided fresh squeezed lemonade (if you’ve read Mother of My Son you’ll know why) and thought-provoking discussion. For a debut, newbie, novelist like me it was one of those moments of gratitude, an oh yes… this…
Rachel Allord 