In some respects, I’m afraid to finish, which is probably why I’m writing this instead of that.
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Fiction
Left-Brain, We’re Back
I’ve spent the last few weeks, intermittently, outlining a new story. I’m using an old notebook – relegating my computer to the sidelines and testing the crisp boundaries of a lined page. It’s an awesome feeling when you’ve been out… Read More ›
Find a Muse in the Masters
If they were watching, and I was sure they were, they’d have to admit I did my best to iron out the smeared wrinkles. Fight as I may, the hard edge of a stained hand was no match for a… Read More ›
My Writing Process: A Blog Hop Stop
Hop, Skip, and Jump What better way to get me back in the ring than a blog hop? According to author Tom Lucas, “Blog Hops are these neat little things where different bloggers build bridges between their worlds and hopefully introduce… Read More ›
The Writing Path to 2014
Bender pondered the wine in his hand. “A writer needs four things to achieve greatness, Pasquale: desire, disappointment, and the sea.” “That’s only three.” Alvis finished his wine. “You have to do disappointment twice.” I share this passage from… Read More ›
Mailboxed-In, A Short Story
It had taken nearly an hour to write and only one second to drop. It was decided, and it was the way it had to be. From the small table, next to a faded green plastic cactus, I could see… Read More ›
Mailbox: It Gives me Flings
I sat alone and thought about my characters – you know, the growing population of make-believe people that hang out in my mind. More specifically, I thought about creating some “real characters” to mix things up in the ‘ole noggin. … Read More ›
Treat Myself Write
I know the secret to writing. No, it’s not a strong hook, creating unforgettable characters, or even mastering the narrative craft. These things help, of course. As does an in-depth dissection of The Fugitive and Casablanca. But the secret for… Read More ›
It’s Too Late to Say It’s Never Too Late
It was the pause between her haunted words that terrified me. Of course, it was her words repeated to the others that terrified them. Not because it was something she said, or the days between her visits, but because… Read More ›
Write City, Without Words
Sound City, directed by David Grohl, documents the infamous and turbulent times of the now defunct recording studio of the same name. Let me just say, it’s an incredible film (if I get a hankering, I may post a review). … Read More ›
