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Nancy Roman

Category Archives: Writing

Leaving It Behind

I’m in the editing process for my new novel. My narrator, like myself (what a coincidence), digresses quite a bit as she tells her story. One story reminds her of another story, which reminds her of another story. But all these little side trips advance the plot or reveal her character or someone else’s. But …

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Stuck

I have finished the first draft of my new novel. Yea for me! It is off at the editor’s and now I am stuck. Stuck between that story and whatever come next. Because I can’t quite shake that story. I’m still in there. The story is set in 1968 and the main character is a …

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Busy

I haven’t written much lately – let me rephrase that: I haven’t been blogging lately. But I AM writing. I’m working on a new novel. My target to finish the first draft is the end of June. Then comes all the rewrites and edits. As any writer will tell you, that is usually a longer …

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The Horribles

I haven’t written lately. I don’t even know what to say during these horrible days. But I’ll take a few minutes to ramble. Maybe it will help. Is it possible to be bored and terrified at the same time? The hardest thing this past month has been not seeing my mother. She’s 96 and I …

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Two Lessons A Year

Another Year. Another Birthday. A year ago I was sitting here writing about all the stuff I wanted to learn in the twenty years I figured I had left in my life. If I was right, and I’m always right (in my mind, anyway), I now have nineteen years left. Did I learn enough this …

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Choosy

Having high expectations can be a very good thing. Mostly, because I have found that when you expect the best from people, they usually give it. This is my best example. Our foyer. The carpenter who laid this floor had never done anything like this before. We showed him a photograph from a lovely mansion-turned-bed-and-breakfast …

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What If You Fail?

What would you attempt to do if you knew you could not fail? This saying was popularized back in the 70s and is mainly attributed to Robert Schuller, a televanglist I didn’t much like. But I did like this axiom. And it came into prominence again in this decade as the result of a terrific …

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Using and Losing Time

A very scary event is on the horizon for me. My 50th high school reunion. FIFTY! I remember my parents going to my dad’s 50th. Oh my god, they were so OLD. It’s a good thing I’m so much younger now than they were then. A reunion is a wonderful time to gather and … …

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The Limit

Yesterday, I warned the dogs: “I am at my limit.” This warning was at a decibel level that surprised even me. I don’t think I have been that screechy-loud since the day about sixty years ago, when the gang playing Red Rover thought it would be funny to just let go when I ran full-tilt …

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Decisions, Decisions

I’ve been terrible with my blogging lately. I want to say I’ve been busy – and that’s true enough. But moreover, I think I just needed to take a break. I didn’t want to focus on something else. I wanted to UNfocus. The end of winter is always my least energetic time. I am tired …

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