The writing is still taking a backseat to the traveling, but we’re talking through plot twists and character traits more often. If it’s going to happen organically, I’d say I’m about a week from reopening the first draft of Indoor Boh.
If sailing, being underway, is my favorite state of being, it has to be more than just a vacation. Yesterday, James and I did a project and then I did a bit of editing on my friend Prakash’s website. It’s the beginning of the shift from carefree vacation days to the real life of work […]
Today, I set sail. James and I. We left Mill Creek, off Whitehall Bay, across the Severn River from Annapolis, and sailed south. Oxford, MD, provided the anchorage and now we’re at rest. It’s a chill, mean, glorious day.
A friend (hi, Robin!) asked my opinion on a keynote speech delivered at the Brisbane Writers Festival. Lionel Shriver spent her podium time excoriating identity politics and the chilling effect she perceives as its aim and effect for writers of fiction. In an exercise that would surely encourage her to pull out her hair, I’ll […]