Quintessential Bacon

A dear friend of mine called this the quintessential picture of me: holding onto a baby*, studying the world and reluctant to be photographed.

Touché. 

Yes, I study the world and its people. I enjoy reading science fiction and fantasy, but I don’t write in either genre. Nuanced human relationships are sufficiently intriguing to keep me writing for the rest of my life. Every character has a story; it’s my job to find it. And what a great job it is!

During the last fifteen months, I have worked on one primary project and two secondaries. Now that my first manuscript is complete, I am equally passionate about the other two. 

A contemporary novel about a mother’s grief, or an edgy YA novel about assuming a new identity? I just can’t decide. I’m sure to finish both, and piece together the hundreds of ideas in the queue, but it feels a bit like Sophie’s choice.

No, it’s not that dramatic. It’s more like that personality trait Jack Kerouac craved: desirous of everything at the same time. I am that person, where writing is concerned.

Right now, I want to work on everything at once. And I hope this inspiration makes for a very productive summer.


*Note the velcro baby in my picture in the sidebar. Yes, she’s always there.