Laura Anne

This is how the week ends, not with a whimper but a sneeze

Crashed before midnight, slept until 9am. Stupid cold meds – half the morning’s gone already! Will be playing catch-up the rest of the day…. [and I still have the remnants of this damn cold.  Grrr.  Freelancers don’t get paid sick-days, body!] But yes, there’s a new Practical Meerkat up today, in which the P Word […]

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I need no day of memorial; it lives behind my eyelids yet and forever.

On an ordinary morning a decade ago, I woke up, took the PATH train from NJ into Manhattan.  I stopped at the usual coffee cart to pick up a muffin, and gripe with the guy at the counter about the Giants’ game.  I admired what a gorgeous day it was, and grumbled about having to

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Writing Without…

I passed the 30,000 word mark on the current project (the mystery a.k.a. “G&T#1”)  The projected length for Draft 0 is about 70,000 words, which means I’m closing in on the halfway mark, on-schedule (the book is due in January). The only catch?  No contract yet. No editor, either. This doesn’t worry me, exactly.  We

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