Writing fiction — the magic’s all tied up in the details

Despite the thirty-six fast-moving and unrelated balls I have in the air right now, I’m thinking about my novel again. The characters keep whispering bits and pieces to me as I build bamboo trellises and snake cotton string through ferny leaves to support the tomato plants. Lucy tells me more about her uncomfortably strong feelings [...]

I’ll fly away

I felt my life wasting away in a grinding fluorescent coma. Parked in a most decidedly not ergonomic chair, at a too-high desk, in front of a computer monitor for eight hours a day, five days a week, working for a company I cared less and less about with every bad decision they made. I [...]

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