The Birth of a Book

My book came. From signing the contract to holding it in my hands it took nine months and right now I want to swaddle Mother of My Son (M.O.M.S. and ironically, I didn’t plan that) in a blanket and parade it up and down the street asking people, “Isn’t it pretty?” My daughter saw my…

When Home and Work Collide

I have the privilege and curse of working from home. Maybe you work from home and can relate: The Privilege: I can work in my jammies and often do. Sometimes I set up these bizarre deadlines for myself like, I need to write 500 more words before I take a shower. I can work/write around…

Editors Rock (but I don’t think I’d ever want to be one)

Despite my English degree, I am not the queen of commas nor do I always break my paragraphs in the correct place. By the time I sent my manuscript to my now publisher, a year ago, the thing had been cut, revised, and rewritten countless times. A speaker at a writer’s conference once said editors…

Ravens, Writing Desks, and this thing called Vanity

“Why is a raven like a writing-desk? Have you guessed the riddle yet?” the Hatter said, turning to Alice again.
 “No, I give up,” Alice replied: “What’s the answer?”
 “I haven’t the slightest idea,” said the Hatter.   Neither do I yet this riddle from Lewis Carroll’s Alice in Wonderland remains firmly planted in my…

Words Never Spoken

I once had to do something really mean to a character and it took me by surprise. The story needed it, but I didn’t know until all of a sudden, while I was writing, it hit me—what I had to do—and it left me feeling a little sick.             Oh no. Not that. This is…

It Only Took a Decade (Part 2)

You can learn a lot by watching other people, by asking questions, by reading, but nothing takes the place of experience. When I began writing Mother of My Son, my husband and I hadn’t fully struggled with infertility yet, and adoption wasn’t even a blink on our radar. Yet these were themes I felt compelled…

It Only Took a Decade

(or…Why it took me ten years to write, and find a publisher for, my novel) When my son was born almost thirteen years ago, I loved being a stay at home mom. Truly I did. And yet at the same time, something inside of me felt restless, like my creativity was slowly drying up. I…

So you think you want to write…

A few people have recently asked me about writing/publishing. By no means do I consider myself an expert, but I have learned a few things along the way that I’m happy to pass on. I have a great idea for an article/book. Where do I start? This may sound ridiculously simple but start by writing….

Accepting Rejection and Running On

Someone recently asked me if, as a freelance writer, I ever get rejected. I’m still laughing. The reality is, I get rejections all the time. Less than I used to but still plenty to keep me humble and motivated to hone my craft. In 2004 I received my first “acceptance” to a paying publication. They…

Never say never. I never do.

I did it. I bit the bullet. I’ve created a blog- something I’ve intentionally resisted for a while now. Like facebook. Like Texting. Like marrying a pastor. Like adopting. Like owning a dog. Like eating raw fish. All things I’ve now done and all things that have turned out to be good. Surprisingly good. Some,…