First draft reminder.
A Room Of Your Own, Uncategorized
There are some things I should have learned by now. This isn’t my first first draft. This morning, approaching twenty thousand words, in the zone of the scene I was ... Read more
You are not alone.
On writing
Natalie Whipple writes here about the struggle with confidence that I have heard every writer I know struggle with at some point. Her assessment rings pretty true to me and ... Read more
Valuable critique
Critique
At first Ms. Puglisi’s ideas here at The Bookshelf Muse seemed brilliant. I had already pulled out a pad of paper to start making my list, when this voice in ... Read more
When writing isn’t it’s own reward…
A Room Of Your Own
Here’s someone who agrees with me that just about anything you can imagine will work so long as it works for you. Walks and yoga are rewards for me, but I’ll ... Read more
Beginning, again.
On writing, Uncategorized
One has to be comfortable with beginning again to stick with writing. I am beginning summer again, that time when hours of time for writing open, which, paradoxically, can slow ... Read more
This shit takes practice.
On writing
Today, I got mixed up on carpooling details and missed my weekly critique group meeting. I walked all the way downtown to make the car pool ( a couple of ... Read more
Dear Winston,
Letters
Watching you lately, the way a new beat consumes you, the sound of the beginning of a track played over and over again, inspires me. I can ask you to ... Read more
Tell me the stories that have left you burning for days.
On writing
At first, I couldn’t manage more than a poem, but the poems came so fast I carried a notebook with me everywhere. I wrote my first short story when I ... Read more
Dear First Writing Friend,
Letters, On writing
We were eight, maybe nine, when we met. I don’t remember the first moment, but I remember a lot of important moments along the way, including the time we went ... Read more
A Room of Your Own: Cartwheeling
A Room Of Your Own
When I was eleven years old I would spend hours and hours out in the yard working on my cartwheel. This went on for years, and that is probably why ... Read more