often. A while ago, someone told me about her office chair. It has an
exercise ball in it. It’s actually part of the chair. If you use an exercise
ball to sit on but are balance-challenged, this is for you. Then, you can be to
be a balanced writer.
Scott Bell can keep “the boys in the basement,” I can keep my muse is
a jar. In fact, my critique partner Jessica Dotta made it for me. It’s amusing
to look at (yes, the pun was intended) and will remind me to start creating.
new take on it works. Allow yourself one M&M for every forty words written.
That way you get twenty-five M&Ms for every 1000 words. It’s not enough to
get fat, unless you’re like Karen Kingsbury, who writes 10,000 words a day.
neat. I like to be neat. I write better with a clean desk. But at night, while
I’m asleep, the dust bunnies come out to play. They leave an awful mess, stacks
of books, notes and scraps of paper, empty M&Ms bags. There’s nothing I can
do. They’re an endangered species.
my local ACFW chapter meeting (go ACFW North Georgia!), where an author told us
about her method of editing. It involved different colors, sizes, and shapes of
sticky notes. It worked for her, so I figured it would for me, too. The next
day, I hurried to the store and $90 later came home with a bag full of every
color and size imaginable. The next day I tried it. I discovered this method of
editing doesn’t work for me, but I’m good for sticky notes for the next five
times when you are not creative. Am I the only one who stares blankly at a
screen for eons? I thought my brain had turned to grits. So I hung pictures of
my characters, quotations in a pretty frame, anything to fire those synapses in
friends, Linda Rorbaugh. It makes me smile and reminds me that tossing and
retrieving are all part of the process of writing. But at nine o’clock there’s
the submit part that leads to publishing. However, last year, I made it to 12
o’clock. That’s PUBLISH!
into thinking you’re like Steinbeck or Hemingway. Okay, maybe not, but
Starbucks does not have a telephone that rings for you. Nor does it have
washing machines or vacuum cleaners that know your name. So, do yourself a
favor and break the dull routine you’ve gotten into.
sign for the office door. Oh, and be sure you shut the door and hang it on
the outside. I got a really nice one from My Book Therapy. Of course, it didn’t
come with a guarantee that the hubs wouldn’t open the door and ask if I’m busy.
And our mastiffs, Shadrach and Oliver, can’t read, so they woof outside until I
can’t ignore them a minute longer. They have a doggy door a linebacker could
fit through, but no, they want personal service. Maybe I should write a manual
for authors: How to Train Husbands,
Children, and Dogs. Hmm, I could make a fortune…if it worked. Somehow I
have my doubts, though. Which leads to…
an endangered species, so do your part. Give them undisturbed breeding grounds (they
breed best amidst clutter). That frees you up to write. It all makes sense if
you look at it the right way.
Chapel Springs Survival, coming Dec 3, 2015
A mail-order bride, a town overrun with tourists, and illegal art ~ can Claire and Chapel Springs survive?
blabs that her nineteen-year-old son, Wes, has secretly married a
Brazilian mail order bride. When she
tries to welcome her new daughter-in-law, Claire is ridiculed, rebuffed, and
rejected. Loving this girl is like hugging a prickly cactus.
widow on the hill becomes a blushing bride. Along with her new husband, she
has a dream to expand the spa by adding guest rooms. Things are going
according to plan until her groom’s adult son moves in—on everything.
Will her dream survive her stepson?
gallery, The Painted Loon, to the
visit of a Hollywood diva, Chapel Springs is inundated with stargazers, causing
lifelong residents to flee the area. When her best friends put their house on the market, Claire is forced to do something or lose the
closest thing to a sister she’s got.
With her son’s future at stake and the town
looking to her to solve their problems, Claire isn’t sure she can survive this whirlwind
favorite, novelist Ane Mulligan has worn several including pro-family lobbyist,
drama director, playwright, humor columnist, and novelist. She firmly believes
coffee and chocolate are two of the four major food groups. Ane writes her
Southern-fried fiction in Sugar Hill, GA, where she resides with her artist
husband, her chef son, and two dogs of Biblical proportion. You can find Ane on
her Southern-fried Fiction website, Google+, Facebook, Goodreads, Twitter, and Pinterest.