Flirting with Emily Dickinson while going hot and heavy with my own The
Hushing Days should be awkward. It should be weird. Hinky, even.
Instead the innocent little dalliance is turning out to be rather
marvelous.
As I’ve told you before, I am taking an online course from Harvard
about the elusive 19th century poet while I’m trudging my way
through the edits of my first mainstream romance novel. Surprisingly this has
not shorted out my brain or even strummed one string of my not-so latent
School/Panic/”Get me out of this classroom or I am going to seriously die”
issues. Remarkable, that.
Equally entertaining to “literary psychiatrists” (Hmm…is there such a vocation,
I wonder?) worldwide is the fact that my writing is flourishing in the shadow
of this affair.
Even though I’m still struggling with speed issues (current forecast
states I’ll be 94 when The Hushing Days reaches print), the work I’m doing is
frankly freaking good.
Freaking really good, if I
may bluster.
So, bottom line: Don’t be afraid to invite a third party into your
relationship with your manuscript. It could spark something grand.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
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