And editing’s a bastard. I’ll let you know what querying is like when I get there.

Anyhoo… welcome to my Blue Blog. I’ve never done one before. So if things look sketchy, it’s me – not you. This is where I share my writing journey – whatever the hell that means. I hope it means the content is interesting enough for you to come back.

I’m going to talk about all the crazy craziness writing this novel. I’ll bitch, moan, bitch and moan, laugh, cry, scream, doubt myself, and brag a little. You’re gonna’ have a front row seat – so duck if you think I’m going to throw something heavy.

Even with all my doubts, there is hope. Hope that I’ll finish the damn novel. Hope that someone will buy it. Hope that readers will like it.

There will be hope within the pages, as well. The Blue is science fiction, yet I believe the characters can speak to everyone. They laugh, cry, love, hate, give, take, fall into the folly of hubris, and feel the wonder of understanding. Others will run out of time.

It’s going to be a brave Blue world.

If you’ve got something to say, please leave a comment further down. I’d love to hear from you. Unless you’re a Russian bot selling crypto or mail-order weed, then get bent (or whatever it is spambots do).

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    An ancient Roman fresco of a scribe. Her left hand holds a tablet; her right holds a stylus to her lips. She's musing about something.
    Classical painting of a 19th century writer. His left hand holds his forehead, his right hand holds a pen. His manuscript lays on a cluttered desk. With the short beard he looks like a hipster with a migraine.
    An 18th century painting of Cerberus the three-headed hellhound, one of Hell's denizens in his grip. He or she is naked and probably a writer.

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Thinking About Writing a Book Isn’t Writing a Book