Today summer starts for me! Yes! I know! It’s spring.
There are tulips in my yard.
And tons of cottonwood cotton.
But summer starts for me because tomorrow is my last day of school until fall (maybe even longer).
So I will write even harder in my Writing Like a Writer campaign.
I heard news on Friday that both my editors want happy novels from me.
I’m not happy.
My novels are rarely happy.
Every once in a while a happy book sneaks through (Signed, Skye Harper–released next month) but anyone who has read my books knows.
😦 😦 😦
At first I balked.
I was scared. Still am.
Then I wondered–if I’m writing like a writer, can’t I write my dark, depressed, horrible life novels AND happier things, too?
Well, that’s a good question. I don’t know.
But I know I can try.
So that’s what I’m going to do.
What does Writing Like a Writer mean to you?