I did something stupid recently. I’m not saying that that in itself is newsworthy, mind you. I’m pretty sure nobody even noticed, but I felt the consequences of it keenly. But enough with the build-up. Here’s what I did: I passed more than two weeks without taking a single day to be entirely alone.... Continue Reading →
Noise
I needed two weeks to work this one out. This topic deserves more than one post, so I expect I’ll revisit it sometime in the near future. The topic is NOISE. Noise hinders me as a writer more consistently than probably any other aspect of life. Right now, I am alone in the house where... Continue Reading →
H. M. Snow, Fantasy Novelist 