My friend over at Read Tom Lucas recently posted a great response to a writing challenge (to see where this idea originated, go here): Find the first use of the word “look” in your manuscript and post the surrounding couple… Read More ›
Bloody Hell
Sometimes I’m Write
Somewhere between Paris and London, I reached the halfway point revising my book, Rolling for Coal. I say somewhere because I honestly had no idea where I was. At one point I told my wife that I was almost home,… Read More ›
Write Like a Maniac
“Write like a maniac,” I said. With power, there would be no excuses. I dug my rear into 36K and prepared my writing space. My words bounced off the seat backs in front of us. My new best friends, in… Read More ›
Square Routes
I like to write and think about the little things. I can’t help but think that there are endless avenues that lead towards a more satisfying moment, hour, or even day. They are small little details that pack a big… Read More ›
O Grity Seen
Sometimes, if you look hard enough at a word, you can find hidden meaning between and among its letters. Don’t just break down the prefix, root, or suffix, or try to dig into its linguistic history. Instead, stare at the… Read More ›
Life is a Holiday
Vacation. What does it mean to you? If you break it down, and no this is not a snooty Latin exercise (which we all know would be ‘acation-vay’), you have ‘vacate’ and ‘tion.’ Maybe ‘tion’ is pronounced ‘shun.’ Vacate and… Read More ›
The Kreativ Blogger and Versatile Blogger Awards
There is a whole lot of awards going on, and lucky for me I can join the ranks though a very kind, and unexpected, nomination for The Kreativ Blogger and The Versatile Blogger awards. The friendly tip of the cap… Read More ›
Vanity, Definitely my Favorite Shin
I remember when I used to fold my Jimmy Z’s into a neat line, with a raised knot, right above obnoxiously thick white socks. You know, it was the 80’s and “the fold” plagued playgrounds from one valley to the… Read More ›
Bloody Hell vs The J-Man
One of my favorite posts from the early days: I am uninterested in spending two years in London only to sit around compariing the UK to the US. I just will not do it (my goodness they fry everything here)…. Read More ›
TAPed Out
They even locked the bloody mini-bar! My story starts something like Lord of the Flies, but my plane did not dive into the sea and instead we diverted 30 minutes south to a resort town to refuel (so… Read More ›
eternal Domnation 