Sorry for the delay. I was too burned out. It took two NaNos, but I’ve now reached 79,458 words and finally have a complete very rough draft of I’m Your Goat! Yay! I would describe Continue reading NaNoWriMo… Mission Complete! (& some thoughts about it)
Yesterday, Day One of NaNoWriMo ended for me. I was fried. I’m doing what some of you out there are doing. I’m finishing a novel I started last year. Don’t laugh, but when I emerged Continue reading NaNoWriMo… Round TWO
It was not what I expected after such a long period of trying to be deliberate. And it was only a small insight. But it made me laugh out loud, happy to know my brain Continue reading Self-Tamed (a true story about how a mind is a funny thing)
For fun, I thought I’d share my half of an email discussion with a friend (also an author). We were talking about publication. As you may have guessed, we talk about that sort of thing, Continue reading What’s a Creative to do with all this Delayed Gratification?
As I said in my last blog post (a rant, sorry about that), for a couple of months now, my mission has been to try to cut my contemporary hard fantasy novel, The Long Last Continue reading Unfinished Thoughts… On Publication
The first post I wrote about my NaNo experience, which I’ve thrown out, didn’t convey any of the points I thought worth mentioning. None. I wanted to tell you about my nearly-finished story, what excites Continue reading NaNoWriMo – Impressions
There’s a reason why we do the things we do. Grammar is a social convention, a sort of shared habit that fosters organized and precise thoughts… and lest we forget, the clear communication of those Continue reading Down with the Grammarian? Uh, no.
This post was inspired by an article I enjoyed: The Crucial Filmaking Elements Causing All Your Movie Feuds by Film Crit Hulk (nom de plume) (http://observer.com/2018/05/the-two-crucial-filmmaking-elements-causing-all-your-movie-feuds/). Text and texture, sympathy and empathy: the ideas he Continue reading Text and Texture in Fiction
It will have to be a short one. Tax season has ended. What I miss most but also found the most exhausting were the conversations. All those talks with my cherished co-workers, with oh-so-much idle Continue reading Floating Yellow Kitchens
Light slips through the bedroom window giving the air a bluish tinge; the walls are gray; the dressers—whatever they were during the day now drenched in night hues. A siren whimpers in the distance…. I’m Continue reading Don’t Be Safe: Conflict in Fiction