Jill Murray
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We opened our fourth workshop with a chat about writing routines and practical goals– whether you prefer to set yourself a word count limit, or spend a set amount of time writing every day.
My routine sees me writing every weekday morning, in the same cafe, for one hour, like clockwork. I also write at [...]
Continue Reading →Claudia, on the fundamental differences between elementary school & middle school.
Continue Reading →The third in a small series of character drawings I’ve been doing this week, based on my middle grade novel-in-progress.
Todd is a guy who’s got it all together. Chess club. Hall monitor. And his combat rating in Lords of the Dark Side is a 15. 15! So why’s his very extremely secret [...]
Continue Reading →Here’s another character sketch from my middle grade novel-in-progress. I really don’t know what I’m going to do with these, if anything, but right now just working on them is re-invigorating me with a sense of purpose as far as my writing goes… so I’m going to keep drawing.
Don’t be swayed by [...]
Continue Reading →The characters of my Middle Grade novel-in-progress look like cartoon characters to me in my mind, at least 60% of the time. So today, I thought, why fight it? And I spent most of my “writing” time drawing. I’ve missed drawing.
This is “the best friend” character.
Continue Reading →Some days, I want to be so much better at so many things, I freak myself right out, and barely make it out of bed at all. I consider curling into a tight ball and keeping the covers over my head for the whole week.
Then the dog starts to click around the hardwood impatiently, [...]
Continue Reading →I’m in the elevator with my co-worker.
“Have you ever thought about how much time we spend in this elevator?” he says to me.
“Too much time.”
“Yeah. Way too much. I’m sick of this elevator. They should do something to jazz it up. Some plants.”
“Magazines.”
“TV. A little waterfall in the corner. Make [...]
Continue Reading →The weirdest thing happened to me at work the other day: the phone on my desk rang.
I’ve been working on contract in this one office since June. They were short on desk space when I arrived, and I took the client seriously when he joked that I’d have to make do without a [...]
Continue Reading →And to think, most of us are cautious about using Facebook at work:
Continue Reading →While a nice old-fashioned Maehem-style ass kicking might have done me a world of good, and it would be great to get out among the b-people, I have developed a trembling aversion to the gym at Trinity St. Paul’s. I can’t make myself spend twelve of my hard-won earned-at-home dollars to practice on a possibly unwashed floor, without mirrors, when I have a perfectly good, clean, somewhat mirrorful dance floor in my apartment, and a list of moves to work on as long as my arm.
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