Avoiding The Yada, Yada, Yada (in books)
I’m wiggling back into my new novel, and like many complicated tasks—knitting a sweater for an elephant, cooking a gluten-free banquet for four hundred vegans—I need to regain my rhythm and whack my way through the awful stage where everything I write sounds like this: Blah, blah, blah. See Spot run. Yada, yada, yada. Barreling … Read more