I’ve attended several writing conferences and overheard, on multiple occasions, that writing a book is like going through a pregnancy. Having never been pregnant myself, I’m not sure if this is a fair comparison. But, I will say similarities seem to appear. I’m carrying a message inside of me, it’s a big part of me,…
Read MoreI’ve been talking about you lately. Yes, you, blog reader. And by talking, I should say writing. I’ve added bits of my blogging story into my memoir. I go into why I started Semicolon Stories in 2009 and, in that process, have been reflecting over my blog’s growth into this website… and now a book!…
Read MoreWriting a book is a funny thing. You hold this idea inside of you for so long, but once you start typing, finish your manuscript, sign with a publisher and get rolling on edits, it speeds by. This beautiful thing you’ve held so closely to your soul for many years is suddenly not “yours” anymore.…
Read MoreThis is a fitting title for this blog because since I last updated you, my memoir has gained a “Part 4.” Yep, that’s right. I thought I was done. Remember how in Part 3 I told you I finished writing, cried and then sent a book proposal out into the world? Well, I sent the…
Read MoreTwo years ago on Memorial Day weekend, I committed to writing my book. Today, I’m proud to say, it is finished. The first full draft of my memoir is complete. A full manuscript – around 43,000 words – now sits in the Documents folder on my laptop (and is backed up in the Cloud). How…
Read MoreWell friends, I didn’t think when I wrote “Writing My First Memoir – Part 1” that it would be seven months later before I’d pen another post and update you on my book and “Part 2.” But, this storyteller has been busy! I’m super fortunate to maintain an active freelance business where I’ve been editing…
Read MoreLess than a year after I was diagnosed with colon cancer at age 17, I found unused, wide-ruled, 3-hole-punched paper and attempted to write my story – a memoir I suppose – in pencil. I got the basics out, mostly, the timeline of what happened to me the six months prior. A stack of pages…
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