Tag: Writing

Editing, Geodes, and Shiny Stuff — And Ask Susie Post

I’m in the middle of editing my novel in progress. It’s called A CUP OF DUST. And I have to write the title in all caps because that’s how we roll in the writing biz. I happen to love editing my own work (not… Continue Reading “Editing, Geodes, and Shiny Stuff — And Ask Susie Post”

Characters Taking Over

I sat at Starbucks, trying to write even though Oprah was behind me, watching my every move. I’m writing a novel with a pre-teen protagonist…no, it’s not young adult…no, it’s not fantasy fiction… I got to the point in my story where my protagonist… Continue Reading “Characters Taking Over”

Why I Write

It seems that I’ve written about a septillion essays titled “Why I Write”. It’s a common interview question. It’s something I’ve mulled over for years. Why do I write? I’m going to be honest. It’s tempting, in the secret hyper-ego part of my brain,… Continue Reading “Why I Write”

The Conference I Couldn’t Wait to Leave — or–My Weekend at the Festival of Faith & Writing

Every other year I attend the Festival of Faith and Writing at Calvin College in Grand Rapids. Since graduating from high school, I’ve attended 8 of these conferences. You can thank FFW for this blog (which I started after the 2010 conference). And, because… Continue Reading “The Conference I Couldn’t Wait to Leave — or–My Weekend at the Festival of Faith & Writing”

Skipping State Solo and Ensemble

There’s something you might not know about me. In fact, if we didn’t go to high school or college together, there’s a good chance you have no idea about it. I’m a classically trained vocalist. I don’t get the chance to sing in front of… Continue Reading “Skipping State Solo and Ensemble”

Write Something

Every once in awhile, I stumble upon a day when the writing doesn’t come easily. I struggle with forming sentences into paragraphs. An hour of work ends up under a big, huge X. It’s cut. Because it’s wretched. I groan and sigh and roll… Continue Reading “Write Something”

First Person

Friday, I had the opportunity to present at the Jot Writers Mini Conference here in Grand Rapids. If you missed it, you can check out the entire event here. My presentation begins one hour into the evening. To keep updated on all things Jot,… Continue Reading “First Person”

The Day I Was Mrs. Finkbeiner

March is reading month. Yeah! Really! So, get a book off that shelf and get crack-a-lackin’! You’ve got some reading to do this month. Is it bossy if it’s for the good of literature? Hm. Anyway, because schools are celebrating, many are inviting authors… Continue Reading “The Day I Was Mrs. Finkbeiner”

All the TEARS!

Almost daily I get a message that goes something like this… I’m in the middle of reading My Mother’s Chamomile. I want to throw the book at your head. I’m bawling. My face is puffy from my sobbing. My EYES HURT! You’re breaking my… Continue Reading “All the TEARS!”

An Apologetic for the Most Depressing Month of the Year

February is a great time to talk about time. Largely because time goes so slowly during this shortest month of the year. Midwesterners and Canadians know all about this. We’re used to rolling our eyes at groundhogs and silly little myths like the so-called… Continue Reading “An Apologetic for the Most Depressing Month of the Year”