In which Liza grapples with choosing a title. Click on bold text for links. Doh. I had to think for a while to come up with a title for this blog post, which is about…choosing titles. For a while I’ve wanted to change the title of my forthcoming historical novel (my publisher agreed) and … Continue reading The Waiting Game Part V: WORKING TITLE
1943 photo. On Facebook, I see a lot of people feeling "blessed," This, I have noticed, often precedes a humble-brag about their gifted children or new vacation house, so I use the word with some reservation. But I am feeling that word these days. On Wednesday, I send off revisions for ETIQUETTE FOR RUNAWAYS to … Continue reading The Waiting Game, Part IV: Pinch me.
My fave (duh) was called "Hooch Through History," which was an entertaining hopscotch through six historical revolutions, and really just an excuse to drink six cocktails. Lots of fun.
We can come up with many defenses when we anticipate rejection. Be it personal or professional, rejection hurts. I was always the type to break up first in dating, because if one does, one controls the outcome to some degree."
Attributed to Marcus Gheereart the Younger , Portrait of a Lady in late 16th century Elizabethan England. (Roughly 1550 to 1600) from Tate.org.uk. [Public domain] If the wait from book deal to physical publishing contract were a pregnancy, I’d have my suitcase packed and waiting at the door by now. My last blog post was … Continue reading The Waiting Game: PART I
Let me say one thing. Well, two things, actually. The first is that I never thought I’d be chosen as a Hawthornden Fellow. But I filled out the application in the hopes that maybe, just maybe, no other applicant could make it in a particular month—January, for instance, or someone might break a leg, or … Continue reading One Sublime Month
Photo from Wikimedia Commons:User:Drozd [Public domain] In print now in Gargoyle Magazine #66. In the early 1980’s it was generally considered safe to hitchhike on Nantucket Island. At least, those of us who had only just graduated college and come for the summer— career-less and broke—found it an economical and efficient mode of transportation. And … Continue reading The story behind “Confab”