Deepest Fears, Uncategorized, Writing Inspiration

Whaddya Mean You Don’t Like My Protagonist?!

I first posted this over a year ago, before most of you had joined me here. It seemed worth a revisit, in hopes that the little writing lessons I have learned (sometimes the hard way!) will be useful.  -Anne Playgrounds are difficult. Supervising three children on our morning excursions leaves me longing for my afternoon coffee.… Continue reading Whaddya Mean You Don’t Like My Protagonist?!

Deepest Fears, Uncategorized, Writing Inspiration

Whaddya Mean You Don’t Like My Protagonist?!

Playgrounds are difficult. Supervising three children on our morning excursions leaves me longing for my afternoon coffee. My eldest is an organizer. Last week she had half a dozen kids using the wood chips that covered the ground as 'ice cream' in a makeshift shop, which they 'sold' to other children, stashing other wood chips in… Continue reading Whaddya Mean You Don’t Like My Protagonist?!