I've made a few changes to this blog, designating myself the Rhode Island Writer. People say, "write about what you know". I know the state of Rhode Island pretty well. I lived there for 45 years. I miss it terribly and want to move back (now residing in the Foothills of the Piedmont, NC) but my parents are here and old now, so...
As a writer/author, I have to pick and choose what to spend my time on. For the last few years, I've pushed to get my Regency series finished (under Anne Gallagher). And now that it is, I want to focus my attention on contemporary writing.
I think it's pretty good, but won't really know until I get it back from a couple of beta readers. Actually, I don't care if they like it. I do and for me, that's all that counts.
Sad, isn't it. But hey, we all have to do what we need to survive. And right now, that's all I'm doing.
Surviving. You can't know how I feel unless you've been separated from something you love. I miss Rhode Island. I miss the beach. I miss doughboys and coffee milk, chowda' and clam cakes, the smell of low tide in July, the Bristol Parade, a stroll on Thames Street in Newport, Awful Awfuls, whole belly fried clams, lighthouses, the Hurricane Barrier, the Paw Sox, Federal Hill, hell, I even miss driving on 95. (Okay, maybe not that since they put in the I-way, but I miss the familiar streets I used to drive to get around having to drive on 95.)
So, here I am. Writing about the people and places that I miss.
I'm going to try and post here on Thursdays from now on. We'll see how it goes. As a writer/author, we're told we need a "brand". Well, I'm the Rhode Island Writer now. I guess that will be my brand.
Hope you'll stop by.
Robynne Rand (c) 2015