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"Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you.

I do not give to you as the world gives.

Do not let your hearts be troubled.

Do not be afraid."

John 14:27

Holding my breath...

"Typewriter Keys" - Vintage Typewriter Jewelry

"All good writing is 

swimming under water 

and holding your breath"

- F. Scott Fitzgerald

The good news is that 'The Good Professor' is 32,000 words strong. That's encouraging because my tentative end word count is 50,000. The bad news is that I've hit another wall (grimace). Not writer's block - I know where I want to go and where I want to end up. It's that I'm still fumbling my way in the dark, no idea how to actually get to where I want to go (sigh). For a day or two I was completely freaking out - I've got a deadline! Then it hit me: one of the perks of being a professor is knowing well the advantages of being a student - potential and opportunity abound. Thus, I've enrolled in two R.W.A. chapter online writer's workshops - the teacher becomes the student: lectures, research, homework... And I'm SO glad that I did. Inspiration abounds; lightbulbs flashing all over the place. 

So please excuse my paltry posting. My posts will be sporadic at least while I work my way to the end of 'The Good Professor.'  My sistah-mentor assures me that the first book takes the longest amount of time to complete; my subsequent wip/ms will go faster - or so I hope and pray. In the meantime, I'm holding my breath...swimming under water, and I love it ;-}

'Til we meet again,

Temple