Author Archives: Drema Drudge

Dear Reader, A luna moth kept me company during my novel time today. I saw something out of the corner of my eye, ran to take a photo, got a bad one, and then it presented itself right on the window near where I was writing. Word Raccoon wonders if it was smitten with her.Continue reading “Luna Moth and All August..”

Dear Reader, Today has turned into a bit of a writing triumph. Last night I finished the James timeline, which meant that when I reentered his thread today, I knew what needed doing. Word Raccoon is totally immersed in the novel now, I’m happy to say. This was not the post we were going toContinue reading “Two Threads Down, Two to Go”

Dear Reader, Could someone please page the sun? Despite a trying morning, before life came at us, Word Raccoon and I managed to finish the Rebecca thread! (Well, the rough draft of it.) Within half an hour of starting to write today. (Knew we were almost finished!) Some readers may want to throw shoes atContinue reading “Word Raccoon Finishes a Thread and a Tree (Limb) Drops By”

Dear Reader, Word Raccoon began her day in a writing fever, and by lunch, she had almost completed the Rebecca thread and noticeably slowed, mainly, I suspect, because she doesn’t want to be finished with the (very rough still) draft of this thread. She’s enjoying the ride and keeps slowing to go, “Whoa! That happened?”Continue reading “All Novel, All August, Day 13”

The Rebecca thread is now officially up to page 77 from writing the past three days! (Again, still not counting those beach pages and any that might be salvaged from the former thread.)  Twenty-four pages beats my former grad school submission packet record speed of 22 pages in one day. I remember how I usedContinue reading “Give the Dominant Character the Floor”

Dear Reader, Was today even a day?  Word Raccoon and I heard rain, so we wrote rain into the novel. Over the past two days we have written 53 Rebecca pages. Fifty-three! That does not count what we wrote this weekend.  If our hands and eyes weren’t wearing out, we’d keep going.  As I write,Continue reading “Was Today Even a Day?”

Dear Reader, I began this morning’s writing time not knowing which direction to head. Should I incorporate the new pages into the existing draft, such as it is? Should I look over the printed pages and do the indicated revisions?  Rebecca’s section was particularly difficult because, as you know, I changed her pages from thirdContinue reading “The Joy of Discovery “

Dear Reader, As I mentioned before, I wrote fourteen pages of my novel while Word Raccoon and I were away at the dunes this weekend. By hand. (Great shades of Great Expectations, am I right? By hand. Get it?) In my journal. (Remember, it’s All Novel, All August. Again, do we like that? Does theContinue reading “Bringing Up My Novel by Hand”

Dear Reader, This is a notebook poem I wrote early this morning, curled up in a chair. Word Raccoon thought you might enjoy it. It’s just a draft. Tourist Attraction  One location, two sights,  a brochure promises. First of all, they still print those? Soon I find myself enthralled, gazing at the cherry-picked photos inContinue reading “Tourist Attraction”

Dear Reader, There is a pain au chocolat in the kitchen, and just like that, breakfast this morning has become unnecessarily complicated. Word Raccoon says it’s not complicated at all to her. It began with the scale. Now, while I no longer allow that beastly thing to measure my self-worth, I do have an appointmentContinue reading “The Breakfast Dilemma”