Posts Tagged ‘writing’


It doesn’t seem like a period of rain this morning as I walk Pippa through a steady downpour.  However, it is winter.  It’s just we’ve been having such gorgeous weather.  Cold, but clear and sunny.  This dark, rainy morning feels oppressive.

I don’t know about you but when it’s cloudy and wet out, I don’t feel as guilty when I stay in and write.  As oppressive as it can feel, the mood created is perfect to hunker down with my laptop or pen and paper and lose myself in a story or a poem.

IMG_0844 (2)When the sun shines I still hunker down to write but the light streaming through the windows often gives me pause – many pauses.  My mind wanders to the brightness of the outdoors.  Green grass beckons.  My dog’s tail wags in anticipation, and it doesn’t take much for me to give in.  Soon we’re out the door into the cool, dry fresh air.

My computer will be here when I return.  My pen and paper won’t go away.  I will glean ideas on my outdoor adventure, ideas for stories and poems and books.  I will stretch my too often stiff limbs, breathe deeply, run.

Meanwhile, the rain pelts down and my fingers clip-clop on the keyboard at a rhythmical pace.  A new story emerges.  In the opening scene the sun is shining.  

When One Door Opens

Posted on: September 22nd, 2015 by Madison Lake 2 Comments


When one door opens, they all start to open. It’s exciting, exhilarating, overwhelming. The trouble is, which one(s) do you enter?

Have you ever felt you have too many options, that there is so much to do and you want to do it all? But it’s difficult to do it all really well. We might feel we are good at many things but what is it we are great at, that gives us the most pleasure, what seems to be our natural gift?

It was always easy (at least for me) to think or say “hey, I can do that” or “sure, I’ll get involved, I’m really good at doing that”. My right brain and I just love doing all things creative. But too many times I felt overcome with the possibilities.

Over the years I have learned to rein myself in, or maybe I just finally found my thing. Sure, I am capable of doing many things but I’m not talking about hobbies and extracurricular activities, I’m talking about the gold nugget, the one thing that makes sense.

Many people know what it is from early on in life; being a doctor, dentist, photographer, chef, explorer, singer. Decision made. I had to open many doors to find my way to the write room, even though it was there all along.



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It’s nearing midnight and I’m wide awake. I know that’s not saying much. Midnight used to be when the party got started. Now when I’m awake at midnight I know it’s going to be a long, restless night.

I’ve been taking to journaling again. Usually when I can’t sleep I work on a chapter of a book I’m writing or visit an unfinished poem. Sometimes I read, although that often keeps me awake for several hours longer because I can’t put a good book down. So I decided to try journaling again.

Journaling is like blogging only on a one-on-one basis. No one reads my journal but probably a lot of people read my blog. I really am honest in my blog posts, no bullshit, keep it real. I try to come up with interesting topics or stories to share but there’s no doubt I’m guarded knowing it’s going to be out in the public domain. And although juicy gossip and sexy themes draw a larger audience, I like to keep my personal life my own so yes, blogging is limited, at least for me.

My journal sits beside my bed or in the drawer beside my bed. Therein lies my truest thoughts, my darkest secrets, my longings and losses, what I marvel at, what I dare not say aloud.

We should live in truth but there are things we each carry around, like a benign lump or an unruly grey hair that won’t go away. They are our nemesis and our kindred spirit. They are part of who we are. These things are not baggage. They are not a burden. They are our truth and only we understand them.



Posted on: June 10th, 2015 by Madison Lake No Comments

My apologies, fellow writers/followers/bloggers/friends…

I completely spaced out on my Tuesday blog post, and then when I had another day to redeem myself–today–I was buried (again) under piles of paperwork and editing. Argh!

The good news is…I have been working overtime on Willow Wisp, which is in the final editing and development. Once I’m through with this round it might be a couple of weeks before it’s available to you. Whew. Yay. Take a load off!

Hey, I’m not complaining, it’s just that when it rains it pours. You know how it is. I was working on my brand new novel (yet to be titled), re-editing Boudoir Stories after the editorial evaluation, and then Willow Wisp’s final edits landed in my inbox. Hence missing my Tuesday blog post.

Nuff said. See y’all next Tuesday hopefully with some juicier news or at least not such mundane stuff as editing. Blerg.

Happy Days. ML

ps…here’s a sneak peek


Publishing Woes

Posted on: February 17th, 2015 by Madison Lake No Comments


As I sit editing and polishing my fifth book, the third and last in the Cloud of Hawthorne series — before I begin book six — I contemplate publishing.

It’s a long road.

I self publish my books through a wonderful self-publishing house called Friesen Press. I am always happy with the process and the end result and really, it’s not that different a process than if I were getting published. However, that doesn’t stop me in my attempts to get my work recognized and picked up by a big name publisher. Why?

I suppose it’s still considered a badge of accomplishment in the writing world. It shows your work is ‘worthy’, although that is debatable. Big names like HarperCollins or Simon & Schuster give you clout, but no matter how good your work is, it’s a tough slog.

My friend and colleague recently posted this link. I think it says a lot. Just love what you do and keep doing it.