writing

Shh. Listen close. Do you hear that? It’s the sound of my printer churning out the rough draft I just finished! Finished, as in done, finito, completed, THE END, baby! …

I’m so annoyed. BEYOND annoyed. There’s a small notebook somewhere in my house that has notes and scribbles for the book I hope to start in a few weeks after …

For those who read yesterday’s whining . . . er, concerns over my apparent WADD syndrome, (Writer Attention Deficit Disorder,) it’s hitting me full force today. I really, really, REALLY …

Is there such a thing as W.A.D.D.? (Writer’s Attention Deficit Disorder.) If so, I must have it. See, every time I get to the 20,000 word count on a new …