The End of Authonomy

Well, on Sunday evening I finally bit the bullet and retired my Authonomy account, shedding a silent tear in the process. Henceforth, no more ‘blueheart’, my screen name for the past two years. (Thank goodness, I am a relative ‘newbie’ to this writing community without the crusty familiarity of those old-timers with 5 or 6 … More The End of Authonomy

The Pressure of Time on the Modern Writer, or Where did all my time go?

Short answer: The Internet Long answer: Internet-overloaded brain susceptible to multiple distractions Back in the good old days when I was an unreconstructed technophobe, I would shut myself in my office after breakfast, refuse to answer the phone or open the front door, and linger blissfully on my novel-in-progress until I felt too hungry to … More The Pressure of Time on the Modern Writer, or Where did all my time go?