I've had a few people ask about my writing process. I'd love to say that I sequester myself in a cottage by the ocean and the ideas come in like the tide. Or that I have a turret in an old stone house and my butler brings me tea. (Not now, Bates, I'm on a roll.) Or that I dress like my protagonists. Or write while running on my treadmill desk. Ya right. Or that my muse speaks to me like a Galadriel voice over.
If only.
The truth is, my process is pretty ordinary. It happens in the middle of my dining room. In the middle of my day. In the midst of all the family chaos. Maybe the fact that it happens at all makes it of note. Either way, I'm not as eccentric or exciting as my characters or many authors -- for me, writing a novel basically comes down to two things: getting stationery and getting stationary.
If only.
The truth is, my process is pretty ordinary. It happens in the middle of my dining room. In the middle of my day. In the midst of all the family chaos. Maybe the fact that it happens at all makes it of note. Either way, I'm not as eccentric or exciting as my characters or many authors -- for me, writing a novel basically comes down to two things: getting stationery and getting stationary.
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