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When looking through notebooks…
Photos like these, random things, ribbon, and tape cover pages. My room is chock full of odds and ends. I essentially put a two bedroom apartment (minus my furniture and dishes) into one room. This means that sometimes things look a little crazy when you walk in. I know where everything is, but it doesn’t mean anyone else does. My sister was coming home and she was going to stay in my room with me, so I decided that I would clean and organize to make her feel more comfortable. While doing this, I tried to find a singular space for my notebooks. It didn’t work. My friends will tell…
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Sometimes…
Sometimes holidays make you think. It has been brought to my attention by a goodly number of people the past few days that I really am getting up there in age and that I should be considering ways to make my father a papou. Now, let me start out by saying that none of these people are my father. They are friends of the family, friends of our friends, and my friends–many of whom are happily married with children. I think people are concerned that I won’t have the joy that they have in life, and honestly, sometimes my life is a bit lonely, but it seems odd to me…
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First Drafts
Over at Clarion’s Blog they’re writing about first drafts today. I thought that it was interesting that she basically says that her first draft is an info dump and her subsequent ones are where they all get whittled down. I work something like that, only I add to it first and then subtract. So, I thought I’d write about how I did my first drafts for the trilogy-turned-series when I first wrote them at the age of 12. Convention dictates that I should say that I start with an outline, my research, and/or character sketches. Unfortunately, I don’t. My life would be a LOT easier if I did. If you’re…
