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Because the Best Writers are the Ones Who Stopped Thinking

The writing has been tough for me this winter. I’d been on a roll, but then suggestions from my agent stopped me in my tracks (her suggestions were spot-on. It’s just that when anybody else expresses an opinion about a project early in I tend to shut down for a couple of days. I’m sure that’s totally normal). Then when I got rolling again, I started working with a writing craft book that, while super helpful with technique and plotting, completely took me out of the story. My writing became less about the characters than it did about what I could DO with the characters, if that makes any sense. Basically, I was thinking too much instead of acting on instinct, and everybody knows that thinking too much is the best way to make sure no actual doing happens. So, that was strike two. And then Christmas happened, and then a website overhaul, and then…well, here we are. I’d been in and out of the story so inconsistently that for a while I felt like I’d struck out. I was on the DL. I&#8217…

But It’s So Much Warmer Right Here

If you could have checked my Facebook feed this weekend, I’m sure it looked a lot like yours, if you’re an East Coaster, too: snow. Lots and lots of pictures of snow: rulers stuck into patio-table-topped drifts, kids with huge smiles sledding down hills, dogs sunbathing on top of the shrubs in the front yard. We got 37 inches where I live. I know this only because I checked it out online. I don’t go outside in the snow. Nope. I stay inside. I make hot chocolate, and bake cookies, and catch up on the laundry. I take a couple of fuzzy iPhone pics out of obligation from the open front door, wave at my children–“Are you coming OUTSIDE, Mommy?” Nope, nope, poor children, I am not–and quickly shut it again against the cold. I like the white stuff as it’s falling–probably because it means I don’t have to go outside in it juuuuust yet, and also because it’s an excuse to make a cocktail and go back to my book and pet the cat who just curled…

Those Endorphins are Working

In the past 24 hours, the following has occurred: a) my (revised! revised! revised!) novel went back out on submission, which means that at this very second it’s being considered by editors at a bunch of publishing houses. And I have discovered that it is still relatively easy to go about one’s day with one’s heart lodged in her throat. b) David and I sorted out all the sticky points that have been complicating our house deal, and are now officially All Systems Go on the new house purchase. We settle in three weeks. I should probably start packing. c) My future sister-in-law (have I mentioned that my brother is getting married? MY LITTLE BROTHER IS GETTING MARRIED!) sent me the most beautiful flowers yesterday, instantly making her the most favorite future sister-in-law I’ve ever had. c) I changed all the bedsheets AND washed them AND folded them. I know, I know. Big news! So, you know: the sun is shining, I saw a robin hopping around a yard in town, and I was able to get to the gym and run for my health for once, rather…