Posts Tagged: working on the second novel
I know the wondering has kept you up at night. Here is a brief explanation from my appearance at the Franco-Irish Literary Festival in Dublin last month… I had too much fun talking fashion among literati for it to be
OK. Up early. Well rested. Hearty breakfast. Knowing the characters that live in my building, they’ll be sleeping off a hangover for hours, so I’ll perch myself on the roof undisturbed and write all morning. Everyone else is spending Labor
The sound is like a low growl. You mightn’t hear it but even when I look at peace, I’m making it. Then I itch and scrape. Is my stomach empty? Do I need a walk? A nap? A blanket? Kibble?