I never finish a book. Really. On my desk right now is the draft I’m working on, a revision for a three-year-old book for e-publication, the edited version of a book I just sold, and page proofs on the next release. At what stage can I say “I finished my book!”
Continue readingMonthly Archives: February 2011
This blog post is included in: No Time to Spare Thinking About What Matters by Ursula K. Le Guin Introduction by Karen Joy Fowler December 5, 2017 Houghton Mifflin Harcourt … Continue reading
Back in January I wrote a post about the beekeeper’s biggest fear – their hive not making it through the winter. We’d just had one of the coldest November/Decembers on record and we were waiting for a warm sunny day … Continue reading
Well, we only got a few requests (don’t be shy, speak up!) but two of them were on the same basic topic, so I’m going with that, in my first two-part discussion about getting help from your peers (as opposed … Continue reading
Socks are challenging. Firstly, they have to fit the wearer. Luckily Alma and I have exactly the same size foot, so I have a handy try-on model at the end of each leg. … Continue reading
The New York Times reported in January on yet another study showing dismal performance by U.S. students in science. The news was depressing, if not surprising, but the part of the article that really stuck with me was a throw-away … Continue reading
What happens when you put that last period on a novel? It’s done, right? Finis. THE END. Wrong. There’s still a lot to do. After I put the last period on the very, very first draft of Shadow Games (a … Continue reading
No, Obama didn’t do what W wudda done, and I’m sorry I got all despondent and impatient because he seemed to be so slow, undecided, and halfhearted in doing what he shudda done. And he is currently doing what he … Continue reading
It’s been a fairly horrendous winter in North America. Even in the relatively sunny and usually warm Southwest, we’ve had record cold–freezes deep enough and long-lasting enough to do in a lot of the plant life, though we expect most … Continue reading
I was rereading Fanny Burney’s first novel, Evelina, recently. It had been a while; I’d retained a memory of a boring central romance surrounded by vivid characters, some comically broad, others standard for the period. The hero and heroine were … Continue reading