Where Dreams Meet the Business of Writing


The rules are simple. Six paragraphs and six paragraphs only; of any published work or WIP. No more. No less.

This is the first Sneak-Peek Sunday I’m participating in.Planting Carrots: A Writers Garden is a WIP. In accordance with Sneak Peek Sunday’s rules, here are the first six paragraphs of the chapter entitled “Battling the Elements.’

Come back next week for the continuation. Be sure to check out the other wonderful authors participating in Sneak-Peek Sunday.


BATTLING THE ELEMENTS, Part 1carrot pic 1

‘The road to hell is paved with good intentions,’ Grandma Jones signed in her cramped, tight writing in my autograph book. It was 1969. Her words are the only ones I remember from oh, so many moons ago. This little girl was probably fascinated with the inscription, seeing Grandma using the “H-E-double-toothpicks” word.

At the time I had no idea what the phrase meant.

I’ve grown up since. Every so often the phrase comes floating back to the forefront of my consciousness. Yesterday it came bopping back into thought. This time it had to do with my writing life.

My writing life is filled with good intentions and grandiose plans. And then … the elements take their toll. Storms, droughts, floods and natures tormentors conspire against the picturesque and productive gardens we aspire having. Just as in our gardens, there are elements that deflect our best intentions for a productive writing practice.

This month, I was going to send so many queries. I was going to write so many blogs. I was going to add thousands of words to several WIP’s. I was going to socialize and network with other writers. I was going to ….

And then … life happened. I had a day off yesterday, the last day of the month, and as usual on one of my ‘days off’ I was going to write. I was going to catch up. I was giddy; I was going to get so much accomplished.

Comments on: "Sneak Peek Sunday: Planting Carrots-Battling the Elements Part 1" (6)

  1. Amazing hook! You had me with Grandma’s autographed saying.

    • Thanks Penny. And it’s true, out of all the people, probably mostly neighbors and family, that signed my autograph book all those years ago, Grandma’s is the only one I remember.

  2. Every word resonated. I feel like I ought to get “Life Happened” tattooed somewhere on my body.

    • Thanks! I know, life keeps happening and then I get to the end of the month and can’t figure out why I got nowhwere close to where I wanted to be with my writing.
      Thanks for stopping by!

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