How Do You Write a Book?

I’m always taken aback when a non-writer is impressed by the act of writing a novel.

In last week’s post, I wrote about my passion for writing and how, in reality, my devotion to it presents as rather obsessive and possibly a little pathetic.

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On Pursuing Your Passion

This past August, my family sold the house that I grew up in.

My dad had been living there, but passed away almost two years ago (it will be exactly two years at the start of December).

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The Sounds and Souls of the Soweto Gospel Choir

The Soweto Gospel Choir at Vancouver’s Orpheum Theatre

It’s been years since I’ve been to a concert.

I’m not really sure why this is the case.  I have a close friend who is as much a music lover as I am, and we have a standing commitment to see at least one concert together a year.

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On Validation During the Writing Process (and why it’s okay for writers to want that too)

I’ve written before on the topic of writers and validation.

That previous post was related to which form of publishing one might chose to pursue (self-publishing vs. traditional), and what that choice may or may not say about one’s need for acknowledgement by writing industry professionals, which in turn may or may not relate to the strength of one’s self esteem.

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Recent Reads – April to October 2018

I haven’t done nearly enough reading this year.

I started 2018 off strong, with my previous Recent Reads post from January to March including four completed books.

(Well technically, three books and one novella, but one of those books was a reference for the next historical fiction novel I plan to write.  Reading that required highlighting and note-taking that slowed me down considerably, and perhaps balances out the novella’s shorter length.)

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“Mistakes Were Made”: More Thoughts on Having My Novel Critiqued

I always believed that I was a good writer.

This is a fairly common trait among writers and not necessarily a bad thing.  No one would spend the necessary months or years to write a novel if they didn’t on some level believe themselves good at it, or at least capable of getting better.

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