The Loneliness of the Umpteenth Draft.

One of the things I enjoy most about writing is collaboration. Writing, particularly novel writing, is a long, lonely and often mind-and-body-destroying process. For days on end it’s often just me, enough coffee to make a sloth do the Charleston and a well-placed brick wall with a rapidly growing skull indentation. As a result IContinue reading “The Loneliness of the Umpteenth Draft.”