Thinking outloud.

Preface: The beginning of this post is just rambling. There is no point, and it doesn't make much sense. I'm just thinking.

Every writer knows the agonizing and sometimes terrifying process that goes into creating a body of work that doesn't suck. Sometimes that's all the higher I can set the bar. I want to strive for creative, witty perfection all of the time, but after so many beat-downs (self-inflicted), simply not sucking sounds pretty damn good. This is the struggle of a writer and we all know it.

Lately, however, I am struggling with another kind of block in my creative process. I process copy in my head while I am doing other things—like biking or driving—and then when I come up with something brilliant (har-har) it is lost because I can't remember it later when it's convenient to write it down. My friend Cindy comes up will all kinds of fabulous ideas (sometimes for books) while she is walking her dog, and she remembers them. She also has a strange knack for finding money. So even if she forgets her brilliant best seller idea, she'll still strike it rich with her found cash.

End of the rambling.

I'm having a Web site built finally. I'm pretty excited about it. I've seen a few of the logo concepts so far and they are looking really good. I can't wait to have a functional and attractive place for editors to see my work.

I'm getting ready to head to Colorado this week for more scouting, and to work on my first feature for Denver Life magazine. I'm pretty excited about that. It is a piece on owning a second home in a ski town. I'll be visiting the builder and designer of a new home in Copper Mountain. I'm sure it will be stunning, and I can't wait to see it. I'll post some photos when I return.

Here I go, crossing my fingers I don't hit a snow storm like they had last week!