Recently, a literary agent of high repute advised me that, in her opinion, I should make further revisions to my novel. As some of you are aware, this particular book has been my sole obsession for nearly four years, during which time I lost my agent of long-standing. Now I am looking to find new…

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I am writing this just before Mother’s Day, a time that always makes me think of two things: one is my children, and the other is my own mother. My kids tend to remember this Hallmark holiday now that they have grown past adolescence, and I enjoy their phone calls of appreciation, one from New…

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Many people believe that the writer’s life is an enviable one. In some ways it is. In other ways, it is also a bitch. To be able to set your own hours, work at your own pace, answer to no boss but yourself is both a blessing and a curse. A blessing for obvious reasons,…

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