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My husband will tell you it's difficult to live with me. I'm obsessive about my hobbies, uneven about tidiness, and crazy about our kids. And living with a writer includes another unique set of challenges.
Since we started dating, 1977 has found hundreds (if not thousands) of my writing notes. I scrawl sweeping plot outlines, character's idiosyncrasies, and ideas for scenes on the nearest blank spot of paper. I begged him to resist the urge to discard these torn slips of paper, used envelopes, lollipop wrappers, fuel receipts and--once--that little paper bit that keeps a nursing pad sticky until you're ready to use it. Late last year, 1977 (who has his finger on the pulse of modern technology,) introduced me to Evernote. This app syncs between my iPod and computer, so I can take a note wherever I am. I organize everything--notes, photos, articles, URLs--in notebooks so they're ready for my current manuscript, next manuscript, or a project I haven't yet conceived. LOVE. Love, love love Evernote. It has changed my life! (Or it will, once I enter those other thousands notes into my new database.)
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I blog rarely, because I'm writing books. When I do blog, I focus on writing, friendship, family, and books. Because my family's best nicknames are private, I use their birth years for shorthand:
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