Time to Write

Sometimes writing can occur without paper or pencil or keyboard.

It happens in your head, voices speaking to you in the shower. It happens on the way to the park, overhearing a quippy phrase that sparks a plot twist. It happens when you steal time to write, write, write while the kids are occupied with an elaborate board game, or a new friend, or their scooters.

But there are times when writing requires devotion: a demanding, all-consuming focus in order to birth that first draft into life or put every last edit into place.

I need to load an entire manuscript into my brain and comb through it for every last detail, every final change to plot or character or tech gadget.

Because I'm sending it out.

Eep. <--this is the sound I make when facing the lion of querying with my tiny slingshot of determination

So I'm taking a blog-cation until September 1st, to get those final edits in place and push this MS out of the nest. It's time for it to fly (or crash), but first I need to make sure I've done everything I can to get it ready to soar. And for that I need focus.

So fear not, lovely blogger friends. I will return in two weeks. Try not to have too much fun without me. :)

p.s. the winner of a copy of Hunger Games is ... Bryan Russell!!

Now, Bryan is sure to think I rigged this, so I'm including the randomizer number sort I used to select a winner: that little number one in the 20th position means that the 20th commenter was selected winner...

I, on the other hand, believe this is fate's hand at work! :) Perhaps Suzanne Collin's prose will convince him of the worth of YA after all.