I’ve been working my way through the final edit of my book even faster than I’d hoped. Over the three-day weekend, I found myself actually wanting to work on it rather than forcing myself. But that leaves me with a larger dilemma looming: the cover. I don’t have the artistic ability to make a cover…

As I was writing the title of this post, I imagined the passage of time as an actual passage, a long tunnel fading into misty vagueness behind and indistinct plans ahead. It’s been years since I worked on my finished novel. I went looking for the manuscript for the first time in years yesterday. I…

One of the things that has always thrown me off when I try to start a website or blog or post on social media about my writing is that it feels like I should be putting my best foot forward, promoting my work, promoting myself. I’m not really much good at that. So I’m just…