What cannot be eschew'd must be embraced.


˜ The Merry Wives of Windsor, Act 5, Scene 5
 

Why I Write


I love it. Can't help it. It brings me immeasurable joy. I was born to do it. For the same reason I breathe. I might be a masochist. It's my bliss and I'm following it. Because I always have. There's nothing else quite like it. For the music words make.

Compulsion. Passion. Insanity. Absorption. Zen.

It gets me in the zone. It's fun. It's challenging. It's better than therapy. It expands my world, cracks my heart wide open, feeds my head. It's my dharma.

Besides, if I don't? I'll go crazy or implode.



How I Write


Wandering through the fog. It's an adventure. I don't outline much and I do a lot of research on the fly as I go. I start with an idea, a title, a handful of characters, a sense of vibe, a location. A beginning and a vague idea of the ending, which may or may not change as the story unfolds. I sit in my chair, take a deep breath, and go for it.


Close to the chest. A couple of my critique partners are allowed to read as I go, because I rely on them for cheerleading and brainstorming assistance. Nobody else gets so much as a peek until I've hit first draft status. My betas weigh in next, then my agent.

At my desk, on my PC, in Microsoft® Word® In my office with the French doors closed, surrounded by things that inspire me, in the company of my cats.

To music. I have a playlist for each project and a great pair of Bose™ earphones that block out the entire world. More on how music works for me — and I work to it — here.

What I Write


Middle grade and young adult fiction. But that doesn't quite nail it. What I write&hellips;really write?

Characters.

They might be solving a spooky mystery, putting on a Shakespeare play, battling gods and monsters, mixing it up with mad scientists or experimenting with the transformative powers of art, but all of that is just framework. My stories begin and end with character.

Who are these people, what do they want, how can they get it - if they can get it — and what are they willing to sacrifice along the way? How and why do they choose to do what they do, what do they learn and how do they grow?

What does it mean to be human anyway? That's the big question, isn't it?

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