I was going to tell you about my growing pile of historical reference materials, but then I read that writers shouldn’t bore folks who read their blog with such mundane things. You don’t want to hear about my writing process, or my research, including why I spent 3 hours dredging through a handful of books, doing database searches for articles about Queen Berengaria and Queen Joanna…oh. Whoops.
So, you don’t want to know about excuses I use to get out of writing. Or where I came up with the characters Nick or Jack, Anne or Taylor from my upcoming novel Keeping the Family Peace. Or that I was sitting on a train traveling from Cornwall to Stratford upon Avon when that book title came to me. All right…
I already point you to posts I’ve found interesting–my Thursday walks series. How about something funny from my non-writing life? Funny? Hm. Cooking chicken in a crock pot? Nope. No funnies there. (I bet The Bloggess has some hilarious stories about crock pots or cooking.)
This post has gone on too long. Remind me to write about the time my lovely mom lost her bridge. That one still makes me smile. Another post, another time.