This past weekend, I did one of the most stupid things of my writing career. Stupid, but also quite productive. Remember how I had some new ideas and useful feedback for my Japan novel? The insanity all stemmed from this.
It started out calmly on Sunday morning. The sun was shining for the first time in ages, so I put on some washing. So far, so good, and so housewifey. Then I sat down at my computer to incorporate the feedback my friend sent me. She’s a clever gal, and her …