I'm in the Channel Islands, experiencing life at 35mph or less, as long as one is not cloud gazing. The jet stream has shifted to right over the English Channel, flattening the surf, drastically changing the shapes of the clouds.
Last evening, I went to an open air production of the Mowgli stories, in a castle courtyard. Unfortunately, "break a leg" took on a whole new meaning when one of the members of the cast made too quick an exit down too steep a flight of improvised steps and twisted her ankle so badly that the show could not go on, and the ambulance had to be called.
Six Things Writers Need To Stop Worrying About
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Some things don't change.
When I got my start in this biz, way back in 2002, writers had to get a lit
agent to get a publisher, then they did what their pu...
5 years ago