Blast Off!

Holiday over, little boy at his first full week of preschool, I am ready to rock and roll and get goal #1 on the cyber road by Friday. How strange it is to be in my bedroom  office alone for the next few hours, the house quiet but for the parakeet’s twitterings and the dog’s snores. I’m eternally grateful for my little boy, and also grateful for this time to be productive creatively. Today, I will be focusing on plot twists and character development, twists within twists, amping up the conflict. Several ideas hit me as I worked out this morning—almost lost my balance on the darn step thing I was so excited. Or else it’s the tread on my shoes wearing out—what tread. Houston? I’ve just lost 5 minutes of editing time by writing this post! Over and out.

About PB Rippey

Writer, wife, mother, grateful. Fiction, memoir, poetry, kidlit (MG), member SCBWI.
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