To All My Writer Friends,
There’s nothing sexy about “taking care of business.” Last time I checked, “get ‘er done” was just that.
Doing the work. Finishing the work.
That’s it. The end.
It doesn’t feel magical. In fact … it sometimes feels hauntingly like … well, work.
Work holds magical moments.
And, as we press toward our destination, magic will show up at the most unexpected times and in the most unexpected places. It will materialize during the work itself—during that non-sexy, unending process of the journey.
So, go on.
Do the work.
Get ‘er done.
And while you trek, wait for the unexpected magic along the way.
You are on the journey.
On that note … back to writing. :)
Hi Reader Friends!
Many of you are
aggressively asking when Book 4 (the FINALE!!) of The Mod Code series will release.
Short answer: THE END OF THIS YEAR. (Dec. 2019)
I'm SORRY to keep you waiting! (However, I feel it incumbent to remind you: You guys consume—in, like, ONE DAY—what takes me months to write. So there's that.)
Rest assured: Book 4 is plotted. It's in progress.
So hold onto your hats, and re-read the earlier books while you wait.
I plan to pull everything I've got out of my writer toolbox. I hearby promise a climactic conclusion.
I sure am gonna miss these characters. Sage. Jack. Beckett. Finn. Imogen. I love them.
Kinda like I love you guys ... all my readers.
I'm grateful for you, too. Which I hope you know.
Hello Friends and Hello Fall!
I've been reading more again lately, after finishing the first draft of a novel late this summer.
I love to read. (But if you've been hanging around here for long, you know that much about me.)
Here's a list of my current reads ... I've been on a Holocaust memoirs kick in the last few weeks, ignited when I stumbled over the book "Night" by Elie Wiesel on my dad's coffee table (we visited family in Kansas a few weeks ago) and my brother asked me if I'd read it. When I said no, he highly recommended I do so.
So, with no further ado, here's my list of recent reads:
The Map of Heaven by Eben Alexander
The Light Between Us by Laura Lynne Jackson
Inside the Other Side by Concetta Bertoldi
Love Does by Bob Goff
Deep & Simple by Bill Lozoff (highly recommended by Mr. Rogers himself)
Deep Work: Rules for Focused Success in a Distracted World by Cal Newport (this was right up my alley)
The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Half Bad by Sally Green (finished only about half of this book)
Night by Elie Wiesel
Open Heart by Elie Wiesel
Outcry: Holocost Memoirs by Manny Steinberg
Auschwitz #34,207: The Joe Rubinstein Story by Nancy Sprowell Geise
Auschwitz Escape: The Klara Wizel Story by Danny Naten & R.J. Gifford
I hope your November has started off well. Happy Thanksgiving to you Americans. And Happy Year End to the rest of you. We all have much to be thankful for this season. I can't believe only a few months remain in 2018.
I'll be in touch again soon!
It's refreshing to realize that I actually REALLY, REALLY, REALLY love what I do.
As I've gotten older, I've come to deeply appreciate the day in, day out routine of work and family.
I enjoy beach vacations, of course. But I've learned something about myself: I'm more content sitting at my computer crafting stories than I am most anywhere else in the world.
This used to be a problem, because with such a focused work ethic, I often felt I lacked the ability to appreciate the little things in life—the things I took time to notice only on vacation.
But then, slowly, over the course of many years, I learned that such an appreciation doesn't come by traveling to a distant location. It comes from being present right where I am, no matter where that is.
I've learned I can enjoy the beautiful sunsets while sitting in the park across the street from my house, just as much as I enjoy the sunsets on the beach 1200 miles away. I've learned I can harness the peace that the sunset brings—that I can really absorb it and let it impact me, right outside my front door.
I can enjoy a deep conversation with a friend right in the middle of a crazy book deadline, or embrace dinner with my family at the end of the busiest day of the month.
I challenge myself to focus on PRESENCE, everywhere I go, no matter what I'm engaged in at that moment. When I do this, joy from the daily routine starts to feel hauntingly similar to that delicious "vacation" feeling.
Does this mean I'm growing up? Perhaps growing wiser?
If so, then I guess growing up is a beautiful thing.
If my computer had human eyes (don't make me think about that too long—I might come up with another book premise), then my computer would be sick of my face, because I have been staring at it.
A whole, whole lot.
This is what I look like to my computer:
Or, would a computer's eyes be color blind?
It doesn't matter.
I am deep in the cave of a writing project.
I probably need to get back to work.
If you're on my email list, then I sent you a picture several months ago—a hint about my current work in progress. (A delicious YA fantasy.)
So back at it!
Hope your summer is full of sunshine!