Tag: Writer’s Spouse

  • My Sponsor, my Patron, my Cheerleader, my Husband

    I have a few insecurities. Okay, I lost count after 359, or somewhere in there. It was a while back around college when I stopped trying to keep track of them all. Anyway. I may have mentioned that I have dreams of publication, and perhaps even put forth the odd rumor that I am working…

  • Schnitzel

    I lurk on yahoo groups and blogs sifting for useful nuggets to stash away into my very rough plan of self-publishing. Maybe I’ll delve into that plan someday. Today I’m going to prattle on about cooking, and how it may apply to writing. My family are picky eaters. There’s no other way to say it.…

  • Pity the Spouse of a Writer

    My husband says I look like a different person when I write. Some days I sit and ponder, and he can smell the cranial smoke boiling out of my ears as my brain turns on the problem of removing as many occurrences of the the word “was” from a given chapter as possible. Other days…