Auteur : Marie Alice

Day 99 to Day 106

All week, I worked every morning on the revision. And every morning, I remained stuck on a dialog. A three hundred words piece of dialog!

It’s where we get into the fun and games. The dialog works there as a transition between the old life the Main character tries to hang on to and the leap forward to change.

The dialog changed a dozen, if not fifty, if not a hundred times. Very discouraging.

Monday, Day 93

In my North-American francophone bubble, autumn has settle down.

Dear fellow writers, the colors in the trees are so beautiful, rich, deep, bright even when the skies are grey, brighter when the sun makes it through.

Looking at the autumn decor is the only good part of the sad part-time day job I have now (what did I got myself into… I’m mean… ugh…).

Somehow though, it does me some good. Whenever I have time to work on the YA paranormal revision these days, I do it with renewed joy.

We’re so lucky, dear fellow writers, to have words and imagination and creativity on our side…

Tonight, the government here closed almost everything again. Restaurants. Movie Theathers. The library.

But not Costco, Walmart, Ikea. No, no, no. Nobody gets sick in a crowed, closed space… … … how deeply sad.

Believe it or not, around here, they canceled Halloween last year.

Because it was supposed to be raining like crazy.

Yep. True story (I know, coming from a writer, it might sounds suspicious, but it’s the honest – and a bit sad – truth). That’s what happen in my little north-americas francophone bubble.

Halloween canceled because of a weather prediction (that turned out to not happened. at all. oh dear big G’s up there…).

Now, you just know where I’m going with this, aren’t you?

How to trick or treat during an horrible, deadly, sad pandemic ?