Tag Archive: editing

Pubbed Pause

Cobbled and set It lies there framed in still light Anticipation and calm resting in the details colour contrast unfocused view yet, enthralled by what has been CeLeBrAtIoN, here, romance, tipped and teased,… Continue reading

Clin g i n g

I’ m writin g and edi ting Waiting for the arrival of The NOD or arms-crossed an exhaled break and then “Much to do.” Clinging h old in g on for the sake… Continue reading

The Sprouting Tale

How I wish I could write…like a Tree grows deeply sown anchored in sturdy roots settling and extending girth beneath the surface then sprout of thought breaks soil rising slowly seeking the warmth… Continue reading

Anchored again

The Fall has ushered in a newness I am happily embracing. No longer Adrift, I am extremely excited to share that I have acquired a new editor. I’m ready to sail once again.… Continue reading

Carrying the Light

It’s coming, sure, sure as the… sun rises? Yes. As sure as that I pray and hope and plug away as clouds move in to stay? pass? linger. Yes. They linger still, trapping… Continue reading

Ebbing dance

It’s like this… It goes and there It flows and then it stops in halt! But when It’s back I dive attack and urge it on for more.   Paula Antonello Moore, Prose.… Continue reading

Novel Update: #25: Hanging on

Still at it. Editing away into Revision Draft 6, post-chapter-by-chapter overhaul. It’s better this time around. I’m actually excited tackling the story with a newfound inspiration and focus. (Must be the sunshine.) Still…… Continue reading

Prompted

Bookish and striking a sparkle does shine and words are there prompted and feelings are fine the dotted, the golden the pages there lie and letters come tumbling, the words want to fly… Continue reading

Evolve

So I thought I’d take a walk this morning. I love walking ,as you know, and though the weather was not ideal, I longed to be moving outside. But today, careful footing was… Continue reading

In the Lull

In the Lull before it starts, before the storm, I sit and wait in the lull. Before the rush, before the rise, I strain and gaze. In the Lull before it moves, before… Continue reading