Author Archives: Lynne

Why Writers Need Good Chairs

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The most profound insight I’ve reached lately is that a writer needs an excellent chair.  Much better than the one I have, which I’m pretty sure is causing my back pain.  (Another possible cause is watching TV while yielding most of the couch to a self-centered Labrador retriever.  Hannah’s insistence on proximity to me for her after-dinner coma forces me to drape… Continue Reading

On Water and Words

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Sometimes we don’t know what’s on our minds until we wake from a dream in a dark room.  This is especially true for me when I’m working on a first draft, living a story in my head as I set down rows of words and take most of them back.  Last night I dreamed of watching our car fall into a… Continue Reading

Writing About The Elderly

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Hannah, my chocolate Lab, a main character in Where The Trail Grows Faint, will be thirteen next month.  Our forays into the woods have changed, although she still shows me that she wants to go by following me to the door in the late afternoon when I get up from working to head out for a walk.  She waits… Continue Reading

Lunatic

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Sometimes I remind myself of the Don Quixote of our yard.  He’s a lunatic robin doing valiant battle through this long and glorious spring.  I can’t believe he hasn’t killed himself yet.  When morning is only a soft charcoal suggestion, he begins flying into the first window in which his reflection becomes visible, fighting off a ubiquitous rival in his territory.  He keeps at it,… Continue Reading

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