Excuse me, do you have the time?…Thank you. Er, how about the day? Yes, I did ask what day it is. Okay, thanks. And also the month, if you don’t mind? Oh, May already, is it? How the time flies, and also drags, when you’re in the middle of a pandemic.
Oh, I’m not going to whinge about being bored. That’s an insult to the medical personnel, grocery store employees, and other essential workers who haven’t stopped helping the rest of us since this whole thing started. Bless them. Me, I’m still not working the day job (loosely affiliated with retail), yet I haven’t written those dozen novels I had been planning on writing either. And I like to bake, but not that much. Come on, now.
Let’s face it—what the psychiatrists and trauma experts warned us about, that we’re going to spend a lot of time doing nothing at all, is definitely a thing. Most important, they said it was okay to do that.
So I’ve embraced it. When the only motivation I have is to stare off into space, I’ve decided to stare at movies and TV shows instead. Read the rest of this entry
I’m so excited! My last published book, Your New Best Friend, has been AWOL for several months, but it’s back, baby! And you can get it for Kindle/KDP on June 4. It’s up for preorder right now! See what I mean? Excited!
So. Here I am, staying home, because I am in the most staying-homest of states (New York) and my day job is about as non-essential as it gets. (I am an outside vendor for retail stores, and my product is far, far from a life-or-death necessity.) What is a writer to do with all this time? Why, write the romcoms, of course. Am I writing said romcoms? A little. Less than I’d thought. I have learned things, though, and writing a blog entry is at least a nod toward the great challenge of Writing Things. So here’s what I have learned about myself and my world during the pandemic, starting with the most obvious and yet the most dismaying revelation: 
Definitely a busy Valentine’s Day…for romcom writers, that is. And—oh hey, lookit that—I happen to be one! So get on in here and get the rundown! 
Sorry about the earworm! But I always say what’s mine is yours, and I had it first. I must share! Anyway, I’m hopping in to let you know there’s a hippie-to-the-hip-hip 
Yes! I knew you did! And if you said no…I don’t believe you. Admit it…to the great intertubes, to yourself, to the cupcakes. You know you want ’em. And I know where you can get some…fo’ free! 