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I wrote my first novel, Smudge's Mark, in a closet. No joke.
Saturday, March 21, 2009

Yeah, the stow-aways belong to me

I'm sitting in a hotel room in Statesville, North Carolina, on my way home from a family vacay. Vacations away from my computer are always sweet.

Except, I can never seem to get away from my characters. They tend to be compulsive stow-aways. Not to mention, they're always interrupting, telling me what they want to do as soon as we get back home.

As a result, I've got a notebook full of ideas and sketches that I must get into my work in progress so they'll give me a few moments of peace.

Maybe I'll be able to sleep again once I get back into my own bed. Once the ideas are safely stored on my laptop.