Posts Tagged: writers
smackdown
(A sea of darkness surrounds a boxing ring glowing as bright as a neon disco floor in a pitch black nightclub.) MC: Welcome mateys and estrogen, Portnoys and pearls, to the ultimate fight, an epic karmic kerfuffle, the Last Circle
self-reflection
I didn’t know what my novel What Would Water Do was about until I finished it. Because Averil asked, and because of recent conversations with Raina and Josey, I will tell you specifically what I learned. My writing (at
self-reflection
I didn’t know what my novel What Would Water Do was about until I finished it. Because Averil asked, and because of recent conversations with Raina and Josey, I will tell you specifically what I learned. My writing (at
evolutions (chapter 15, pt. 2)
(painting by Salvador Dali) He is overtaken by a wave of annoyance. She hasn’t been back to her apartment for at least a month. Her neglected mail, which he has been collecting for her even though
evolutions (chapter 15, pt. 2)
(painting by Salvador Dali) He is overtaken by a wave of annoyance. She hasn’t been back to her apartment for at least a month. Her neglected mail, which he has been collecting for her even though
awakenings
(photo courtesy Kay SusanneMC. This post was inspired by Amy Krause Rosenberg and Herman Hesse.) * 1899 Kate Chopin publishes The Awakening, an amazing, ahead-of-its-time novel about a woman trying to negotiate the incongruent parts of her personality and live a full,
awakenings
(photo courtesy Kay SusanneMC. This post was inspired by Amy Krause Rosenberg and Herman Hesse.) * 1899 Kate Chopin publishes The Awakening, an amazing, ahead-of-its-time novel about a woman trying to negotiate the incongruent parts of her personality and live a full,
what would water do (chapter 11)
(photo by vlpg Too on Flickr http://www.flickr.com/photos/vlpgtoo/) The napkins have resurfaced, the plates have retreated to the center of the table and Lang Westwood is at the punchline of her story: “And I said, ‘what are my choices?’ to which
what would water do (chapter 11)
(photo by vlpg Too on Flickr http://www.flickr.com/photos/vlpgtoo/) The napkins have resurfaced, the plates have retreated to the center of the table and Lang Westwood is at the punchline of her story: “And I said, ‘what are my choices?’ to which
What Would Water Do: Chapter 1
The hopeful writers who make up her weekly group all have day jobs, but they each take one night a week to resuscitate their little sparks of hope or talent. This Wednesday the group meets at the Starbucks
What Would Water Do: Chapter 1
The hopeful writers who make up her weekly group all have day jobs, but they each take one night a week to resuscitate their little sparks of hope or talent. This Wednesday the group meets at the Starbucks
