Monthly Archives: April 2014

A Poem on Missing the Mark

Sur le même sujet* Sometimes, I feel drawn to you As an arrow towards a goal But each time I attempt my bow, I miss It is not that My aim is bad But rather, my unsaved friend, That you … Continue reading

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Got a Question

First of all, I really appreciate the Likes and Follows I’ve gotten on this blog.  They’re nowhere near what some people receive, but for all what I get, I thank you. But now I need comments, on the following question. To-wit:  Should … Continue reading

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Meanwhile . . .

Rewriting, rewriting Free Souls, going all the way back to Chapter 9.  Raising the stakes for my MC and strengthening her motivation to do all this dredging up of her past.   Lots of good, clean, obsessive fun.  Who knows when … Continue reading

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Too Bad I Ain’t Doing This for the Money

More thinking, more critique forum input, more thinking again about my problem-child chapters in my work-in-revision Free Souls. One reason they’re weak, I’ve decided, is because they’re trying to answer the wrong question.  I’d had my main character verbalize it as … Continue reading

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A Funny Thing

A funny thing happened on my way to editing my novel Free Souls. Funny-ironic, which is midway between funny-haha and funny-peculiar. I don’t like how I’ve written Chapter 19 and 20, in which my heroine reflects on the mess she got … Continue reading

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A New Old Poem, While I Do Some Important Editing

De Finibus Why do I think of quarries when I think of you Why of gravel pits Abandoned, with Holes of gray useless pebbles Churning In murky pools? Why touch I jumbles of cold hard things Ground By a blank … Continue reading

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Free Souls, Chapter 45

Sandy sat alone in the nave of St. Mary’s Kirk in Haddington, East Lothian. They had saved Scotland for last on their two-month tour, and the next day they’d take the train down to London to catch their flight home. … Continue reading

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