Wicked Wednesday: Marching in Parades
Edith here, with the second of five Wednesdays in March. Today let’s talk about our youthful experiences marching in parades. Were you in marching band in high school, either with…
What Happened This Month?
By Edith, still writing from her couch north of Boston. The way we Wickeds work our calendar is that each of us is responsible for wrangling one month twice a…
Reading History
by Sheila Connolly I love history. Once upon a time I hoped to be a medieval scholar, wandering among French cathedrals and English castles and making intelligent comments about the…
Opening Lines
Here’s our Opening Lines–mysterious presence edition. Readers: Add your opening lines. Barb: I shivered in the eighty degree heat. Edith: As if the slick of the rain and the blue…
A Wicked Welcome Back to Laura Bradford
Jane/Susannah/Sadie here, dreaming of daffodils… I’m super excited to bring Laura Bradford, a/k/a Elizabeth Lynn Casey, back to the Wickeds. I asked her some questions recently, and here’s what she…
Wicked Wednesday: March Into Spring
Edith here, and it’s March! Not sure quite how that happened so fast this year, but let’s march through our Wednesdays together this month. Today I want to know how…
Making a Writing Retreat: Part II
From Edith, starting to walk around again (after getting a new knee) north of Boston. Here’s Part II of my poll on writing retreats, with answers to my questions from authors…
Friends, Dead Freds and Deadlines
Liz here, in book jail, but quite possibly on the verge of parole… It’s been a long few months. Seriously. I don’t mean to complain, but it really has. There’s…
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