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Writing While Not Naked #MFRWauthor

I said in last week’s post that I don’t wear any special clothing when I sit down to write. That wasn’t exactly true. For instance, lookee here. This is Glamorous writeran example of how I look when I go into the office for a couple hours at the keyboard. Hair coiffed, mani/ pedi done to perfection, fuck me stilettos, and designer gown. And let’s not forget the special illumination that shows off the highlights in my hair.

Yeah…no!

My writing attire is not quite that glamorous. It’s closer to this: pajamas Comfort casualand bunny slippers. Because after all, what’s the point of working from home if you can’t be comfortable?? When I give up the pajamas, I like loose-fitting pants, a tee shirt, a wrap over my shoulders and upper arms, and yes, slippers. This is why I don’t hie off to Starbuck’s to write—they frown on bunny slippers.Bunny slippers

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Dee
Naval Maneuvers: When a woman requires an earth-shattering crush of pleasure to carry her away, she can’t do better than to call on the US Navy. Sorry, Marines!

First Light a Candle, then… #MFRWauthor

I’m kidding. Incantations, invoking the muse, and even lighting candles aren’t parts of my writing ritual. And I don’t chant or dim the lights or listen to a particular song. In fact, I don’t really have a writing ritual. Usually I go back and read the last thing I wrote and then plan in my mind what would come next. In fact, this planning is so minuscule that it doesn’t even really count as planning.

Oh, God! I need some writing rituals!!

Maybe I should make a list of acceptable things to do each time I begin writing. It can’t have to do with music because I like to have it quiet when I write. Or read, for that matter. And it can’t involve eating or drinking because once I do start hitting the keys I forget food and drink. There’s no Candles as inspirationneed organizing particular things to wear (“clothes to write in…”) because that’s too much trouble. Surrounding myself with inspirational photos and books won’t work because there’s too little space in the office for such things. And besides, what about when I write in the living room using my Alphasmart or the laptop?

Now that I think of all this, I think I’ll stay ritual free after all.

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Dee
Naval Maneuvers: When a woman requires an earth-shattering crush of pleasure to carry her away, she can’t do better than to call on the US Navy. Sorry, Marines!

Buster the Labrador Retriever (#MFRWauthor first memory)

I have found that the older I get the faster time seems to go and the more nostalgic the memories, so this was a great topic for a blog.

When I was very young, %#@!* years ago, my mom had a big, black Labrador Retriever. Man, I loved that dog! And mostly because he let me do anything to him—pull his ears, ride him like a pony, fall asleep on him. My grandmother’s house had a big porch with concrete steps leading down to the sidewalk and street. Mom would put me out there while she sat just inside the house and tell Buster (the dog’s name, not mine), “You watch her now and don’t let her get near the steps.” By golly, if I dared move toward the steps he would nudge me back. I couldn’t have asked for a better protector or friend. Buster was my first introduction to dogs and I’ve loved Labs since. We’ve never had another Lab, but I grew up around beagles and shelties, both great breeds though not with a place in my heart like Buster.

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The Favorite Thing I’ve Written

Usually, I start writing with what I think is a good storyline. And usually it’s a storyline with characters I’ve let rattle around in my head for some unspecified amount of time. But (usually) by the time I finish off the book I’m ready to let those characters go and move on to the next thing that’s been rattling around. So by definition, my favorite thing to have written is that story I just finished and shipped off. Nothing like being DONE to make a piece my favorite.

I think that must indicate a short attention span on my part, right? Even as a child I was never all that patient. When my mom found out after the first book that I managed to stay put long enough to write a first book, she was kind of surprised. I never could have written a sequel to that book, however, or a series. I’d given those characters their happy ever after and they had to give up the stage to new characters in new settings. So now you know my dirty little secret.