I really like exploring people’s boundaries. The difference between what they say without thinking, what they say after they think it through and where they end up if you walk them all the way through the potential consequences.
Sometimes when I wake up in the middle of the night and start writing I mix things up. I’ll confuse homonyms, I’ll drop words out of sentences, I’ll imagine that I know anything at all about mixing glue. I’ll get my characters the wrong way around. I don’t know why I do this. I actually […]
Pretty sure this is a policy adhered to by all the characters in Drink Me.
Me: I kind of want to make one of my characters a hockey player. Rick: (thoughtful silence) So then it’s research? Me: (laughing) See? You get me. I think I’m just not comfortable having an aspect of my life that’s not somehow connected to work… The thing is, I’ve accidentally become an ice hockey fan. […]
My Honest Poem I was born on July 22nd. I hear that makes me a Leo. I don’t really know what that means. Iʼm five foot six (and a half). I weigh 145 pounds. I donʼt know how to swim. And Iʼm a sucker for a girl with a nice smile and clean sneakers. Iʼm […]
So you know how a couple of weeks ago when I first started thinking about the new book I said this story was really small? One character.* One drama. One POV. You remember when I said that? Turns out, I was wrong. Because there was a second character.** He’s always been there. Always been important. […]
Right now I’m trying to figure out if this new story is in third person or first and if it’s about a boy or a girl because I’ve got chunks of text in basically every permutation. When I start writing something new I tend to simply use ‘he’ and she’ because it’s the easiest way […]
I know I’m supposed to be proof reading Drink Me. Writing synopses and query letters and other practical things. Failing that, I should be editing Path, or working up this middle grade thing.* But what I have been doing is having migraine-style headaches which stop my brain from functioning. And then last Friday night I […]
“The Ride” by Rodolphe Guenoden
Kandace Mavrick
Paul McLaughlan
platform thing 
June 16, 2014 by Kandace Mavrick
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