A few months ago I wrote a short story about a gangster who was beaten and left for dead and forced to walk back into the city to exact his revenge. I drew on all my experiences of pain,
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Anachronism: Someone not of their time or a lover of a simpler time.
There’s something to be said for holding and reading a book; the smell of the ink, the crackle of the dust jacket, the weight of its pages… that is someone’s imagination right there in solid, tangible… destructible form. Continue reading Anachronism: Someone not of their time or a lover of a simpler time.
Writing backward: Knowing the ending first. by Bren Kyveli
Do you ever find your story wandering off down random paths or fizzling out into mundane nothingness or worse halting at the first sign of a plot twist?
Right now, there are dozens of
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Deadlines: Friend or foe?
Some people thrive with a deadline looming up head and some people freeze into a block of ice.
For me, if the deadline is for my scheduled spot on the group blog, a paid for contest, or some other reason where people are counting on me then the project is first priority.
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The Power of the Pen
The pen is an instrument of discovery rather than just a recording implement.
-Billy Collins
Holding a pen in my hand is like having a magic wand with the power to turn the images, emotions, and ideas in my imagination into a tangible and shareable piece of literature. There’s something organic and pure and cathartic in using a real pen that you can’t get from a lifeless keyboard.
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Life: It’s where fiction comes from.
I was out on my back deck enjoying the crisp morning and a hot cup of coffee, discussing plot lines for a smut piece with my online writing group. All of a sudden, vicious snarling and pained screeches came from behind the garage.
I raced off the deck, knowing some poor cat or rabbit was about to be mauled by my Boxer and Lab-Whippet. Continue reading Life: It’s where fiction comes from.
Declaration of War:
The treaty has been broken.
I woke to find an entire battalion of your tiny soldiers invading my kitchen–specifically the Sacred Temple of Caffeine.
This act of defiance and terrorism will not be tolerated!
I hereby declare war on Her Royal Highness Queen of Ants, and every one of her subjects.
