Friday, March 21st, 2014
Line of the Day, from Rites of Passage, my SpecFic novel Still, the library looked like a refuge to her, a house of dreams, just as it always had. ~~~
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Thursday, August 22nd, 2013
I’m practicing writing in the voices of the two narrators in my crime novel. These are both rough first attempts. Neilly Perched as I was in my loft above the warehouse, I felt safe enough until water began, not as a trickle but as a thrusting wave, to swallow up the concrete floor below. With […]