Saturday, April 10, 2010


Why is it that two small nonfiction projects (as compared to an 80,000 to 100,000 word novel, will pay more up front and with royalties than writing the fiction I love. It's the pits. Okay, I know there are people who would love to have that problem, just saying, I love fiction, that's what is fun to write, not the medical technical, infection control stuff. Whining this morning.

Weather gorgeous. Going outside to drink coffee and enjoy the sunshine, hopes that cheers me up. Daughter have more seizure issues. Have to find a neurologist who actually wants to do something to help not just throw up their hands and tell her to go to a psychiatrist for help. Continuous blunt trauma not helpful.

Conference in a couple of weeks, totally looking forward to that, writers, agents, gossip and friends. Signed up for Chisholm Trail Book Festival, should be fun and maybe sell books too. Will give a workshop and reading. Come to Duncan September. More details later.