A Breath

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A novel's halfway mark is dangerous territory for a writer. At once, your characters must be closer than they've ever been, yet situationally polar from where the story will end. It's also a place filled with plot quicksands, subplots dangling like snapping vines and the realization that in this marathon that is a novel, you're winded and you're not even close.

I'll be "unplugged" for four days. As tempting as it was to pack my laptop for my half-week vacation, I realize that I can't have a hope of capturing life on the page if I don't step out once in a while and experience it. It's the balance that opens us up to new things.

Take care of yourself and the people you love this week.

3 comments on “A Breath”

  1. Wow, oh wow, I hope you and your are dry. I know you'd told me where you were headed, but I couldn't find it on the weather map.

    Hey, if it rains on your parade, do take it up with the weather man. I believe you know where to find him. GRIN!

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