A small acrylic painting inspired by Swedish traditional Folk Costumes… and forest doves.
A small acrylic painting inspired by Swedish traditional Folk Costumes… and forest doves.
while I burrow in, while I stay where I am, with this novel. This adult novel that has in fact found its way, that has opened itself to me, then opened again, thanks to a recent conversation with an oh-so-smart editor. I am in the final third of remaking it. I have eight chapters to write; I am obsessed. I had planned to apply this Sunday to real life—to weeding my garden, to trying a new recipe, to folding the clothes, to checking in with all of you—but: there are five women, two eras, an asylum, a Book of Thoughts, and a kite. There's a lost lover named Vin; he may be coming home.
They have found me. They've let me in.
Wow, I'm even more excited about the book now.
Best news of the day!
You write so beautifully! Can't wait for your novel to arrive!
yay!
Chills when I read this post. Magic in the making...
I can't wait to hear more about this... :-)
Burrow in and write! :)
I keep thinking, "they were delicious/so sweet/ and so cold" when I read the title of this post.