Category: Writing
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Writing Progress, and How!
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Working Cover With one thing or another, things have conspired to make writing Swan Song, my latest mystery difficult, if not impossible. I am so glad to report that all this has changed. I have no idea how or why, but I have been taking full advantage this week. I had a much-needed brainstorming session…
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Why are we Waiting?
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This baby Swallow looks fed up, waiting for the Spring, and I know I am too. I keep looking for those early signs, but they haven’t arrived yet. Oh well, back to the writing. At least that is coming along nicely! This isn’t the cover, but it could be. Not quite good enough, I think……
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Fingers Crossed…
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When I woke up this morning, I didn’t feel that well and wasn’t looking forward to another long day of depression and struggle. These days, my determination has to be hiding behind the door, for I have not seen hide nor hair of it in weeks. Almost everything has been bumped, placed on hold until…
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For All of You…
Thank you all so much for brightening my day; it really does help! I am having a little trouble coming up with new ideas, so I will be catching up on my work in progress just to keep the wheels turning. Love from Jaye 💖💖💖
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A New Dawning…
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Something very strange has been going on around here… We have been having some lovely sunrises lately, probably because the temperature has dropped alarmingly. Something has been rising in me, too, and it is so very welcome. I have been doing quite a lot of thinking too, something I didn’t expect. Being in constant pain…
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Christmas is nearly here…
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Despite everything, I am looking forward to Christmas, the way a child does, I expect. I am feeling like a very stroppy child these days, one that is being denied so many things. But… I intend to forget all about the trials and tribulations, the struggle to write, or do anything constructive for that matter.…
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The Long Awaited day…
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I wasn’t quite sure how I felt when I woke up on Friday morning, so it was a very confused woman who staggered to the car. For days, I had been fighting a feeling of vague disappointment, so sure that this long-awaited appointment would be a waste of time, like so many before. (It usually…