Back from my trip to Hartford and NYC. Fabulous times were had, and one important lesson was learned: if you’re in the middle of a novel rewrite, and you’re flying coach, it’s physically impossible to revise your ms and refer to your handwritten revision notes at the same time. Furthermore, if the person sitting in front of you has his/her seat reclined, you will be just barely able to open your aging laptop enough to read your monitor. Attempts to be productive at such times will only result in making you look very, very silly.
Something to keep in mind.
A whirlwind visit to the Big Apple is also not conducive to writing progress. But you probably knew that one already.
On the plus side, it’s possible–just barely possible–that inspiration for my next novel has struck. Gotta play around with this for a bit. I’ll let you know how that goes.
No updates for Write Club.
Back to the grindstone . . .
