Deb Sarah’s Dream Notebook

In a recent post, I shared my obsession with use of notebooks for my novels. In short, I keep notebooks all over my house (even in my car, but only for use when I’m parked!), so I can write an idea down before it escapes me. But my very favorite notebook is the one right next to my bed. Oddly, in the moments right before I drift off to sleep,…

Thursday, July 21, 2011
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Deb Sarah Can’t Sing (at all) But She Does Have Some Thoughts on Voice

It’s true. I have a terrible singing voice. So terrible, in fact, that I sometimes lip sync in church for fear of irritating my fellow churchgoers. And don’t ask me to sing a high note—it will come out in an odd-sounding squeak. While no amount of voice lessons will turn me into a candidate for American Idol, I have been thinking a lot about my writing voice. Some thoughts on…

Thursday, July 14, 2011
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The #1 Thing That Gets Deb Sarah’s Creativity Going

On July 4, I was busy finishing up a few posts for my Glamour.com blog, Vitamin G, dealing with fussy kids, and eyeing the clock (at 11, I had to take the kids to the neighborhood’s annual Fourth of July parade). All the while, I was thinking of how bogged down I felt. The sun was shining, birds were chirping—and there was nothing I’d rather do than slip into my…

Thursday, July 7, 2011
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Deb Sarah’s World of List-Making

I was so excited about today’s topic on The Ball, because I love lists. Love them. Really, let me illustrate how much. I keep notebooks all over my house. One in the bathroom. One on my nightstand in my bedroom. One in the kitchen. And a big stack in my office. This way, if I’m running around the house and happen to think of something, I don’t know, sorta brilliant,…

Thursday, June 30, 2011
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Deb Sarah on the Unexpected Thing That Fuels Her Stories

You know what I realized recently? I was on a jog—heart pounding, panting, iPod blasting—and I kept seeing all these gorgeous flowers, plants and trees along the road in my neighborhood, and I realized that much, if not all, of my writing is inspired by nature. Maybe this is 100 percent corny, I don’t know. All I know is that the beauty of the natural world provides some crazy inspiration…

Thursday, June 23, 2011
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Deb Sarah on Sun & Sand–And Her Second Novel!

Is there anything more lovely than curling up with a book on a sandy beach, with the sun streaming down on skin (um, slathered in SPF 50), waves crashing into the shore in the background? Of course, I can only dream about this scene, because I have three little boys and I’d rather gouge my eyes out than get on a plane and travel somewhere far away with three kids,…

Thursday, June 16, 2011
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Deb Sarah on Daydreaming About Walking the Red Carpet

OK, I confess: I’ve daydreamed about walking the red carpet for a movie premier of a film based on a novel of mine. And yes, I’d wear something fabulous and sparkly and get a babysitter for the kids! Will it happen? Probably not. But it’s still fun to think about. In the movie version of The Violets of March (remember, we’re daydreaming here), my vote for Emily? Rachel McAdams. For…

Thursday, June 9, 2011
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Deb Sarah on the Ideas that Haunt Her

I share this dreamy picture of Paris with you because a BIG idea came to me recently for a new novel … set in Paris. I know, you’re saying “but wait, don’t you have book #2 coming out this spring, and book #3 is in progress and in need of finishing?” Yes, I know, I can hardly keep my own novels straight these days. But, while I may be sleep-deprived,…

Thursday, June 2, 2011
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Deb Sarah on Writing Goals

Love all the talk about goals this week. It’s a hot topic for me right now as I’m moving past the halfway mark of book #3 (it does have a title (a really good one!), but I can’t share it just yet—but oh my goodness, I can tell you that I love these new characters and this story is absolutely making me cry as I write it—it’s an emotional story…

Thursday, May 26, 2011
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Deb Sarah Writes at Night (and Has No Life–She’s OK With That)

My favorite time to write is around 8:00 p.m., after the kids are in bed. The house is quiet. Peaceful. Finally. I creep downstairs, pour myself a big glass of water or mug of tea, or, OK, sometimes wine, and I turn off the overhead light in my office, leaving just the soft light of the lamp on. I crack open the window so I can feel a little fresh…

Thursday, May 19, 2011
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