It appears that at this point I’m posting about my grieving process, not the writing process. I really do have thoughts about the latter, how I’ve refined it over the past few years and novels. While on the one hand, it’s *my* process, no one else’s, and so I’m not sure of the benefit of […]

I had wanted to say something intelligent, possibly witty, in this, the inaugural post of my LJ. However, a friend of mine, Katherine Lawrence, killed herself this past week, and I find that all my thoughts keep turning to her.