Why? A Blog By Tom Hoover - The Archives

That moment when you step back to look at your process and find that the straight line from start to finish has become a tangled mess.

Even though it seems like novel-writing and blog-writing would be like comparing oranges to oranges, it’s more like oranges to apples, and one of them is rotten.

Hop in for a journey with my MC and me. Where we’re headed, nobody knows.

Here’s my latest blog. No. Check out my latest blog. No. My latest blog is ready to be read. No. My newest blog entry is published. No. Oh hell, just read the damn thing.

It’s been said that if you love what you do, you’ll never work a day in your life. I don’t think I’m alone in saying, “Hooey!” Work is work, but I still love what I do.

One of the most important aspects of writing is making time to do it. It truly is an imperative part of the process.

If the first axiom in writing is to write what you know, the second, sometimes more difficult adage is that writing is rewriting.

Another unhelpful conversation with my muse has left me wondering if a book is ever really finished.

My inner voice is always pushing me to share how I really feel. But the sandstorm of trouble I might stir up isn’t quite worth it. Or is it?

I would have much preferred a lump of coal from Santa instead of the gift of self-doubt that I received and have never been able to regift.