Presents of Mind

On good days the Muse brings me "presents" for my writer's mind to play with. But those days are rare.

Why I Write

Last night a blood moon was visible in our region of the planet. Millions watched it. Some could care less. “Seen one blood moon, you’ve seen them all.” Try it. … Continue reading

October 9, 2014 · 3 Comments

Most Popular Title in My Draft Folders

Failure curdles into something else… I go down into that failed place, and I think, ‘I’m going to take a look at that failure and make something of it. - Me, … Continue reading

October 5, 2014 · Leave a comment

Writers as Heroes

How many times have I started a story or a novel that sucked? The despair began as soon as the original spark began to fizzle, the images began to fade, the ideas began to deflate. The narrative lacked some kind of spine or heart, some kind of engine that could carry it through to its resolution. I always thought there was something wrong with me when this happened. As a writer I had a fight to fight. I wanted to fall in love with my characters and their pain, but words kept getting in the way. I kept pushing too hard, trying to find a point of view that wasn’t really mine. That’s when I freak out. But that’s also when the DEL key and the trash become my best friends.

September 17, 2012 · 4 Comments

Things to Think About During Bouts of Insomnia

every mistake you’ve ever made that put you in your current situation that remark you made that turns your face 50 shades of color all the stress you’ll have when … Continue reading

July 23, 2012 · 3 Comments

My First Kayak Trip

Today’s post isn’t about writing. It’s about my klutz-style kayaking on the Willamette River in Portland, Oregon. I’ve never gone kayaking until today. My arms feel like they’re going to … Continue reading

July 14, 2012 · Leave a comment

It’s 1:13 am Again

I thought yesterday’s post needed a follow-up, something that could be useful to someone like myself who struggles to write truth through the art of fiction. So I wrote some … Continue reading

June 2, 2012 · Leave a comment

Why We Tell Stories

…a poem by Lisel Mueller For Linda Foster I Because we used to have leaves and on damp days our muscles feel a tug, painful now, from when roots pulled … Continue reading

May 24, 2012 · Leave a comment

Things to Jot in Your Writer’s Notebook

Pretty much the way it works for a fiction writer making stories out of what you discover. Another way to think of it is: How to plagiarize life– {via highexistence}

May 15, 2012 · 2 Comments

Writing in the Midst of Things

More or less a stream-of-consciousness post today, a day of brilliant sun showers, quivering puddles, and outside my window robins flit through bare lilac branches and emerald green humming birds sip at crimson quince blossoms. Daffodils, camellias, and plum blossoms have burst open, and the early leaves are a profusion of bronze and peridot.

April 5, 2012 · Leave a comment

At Swim Up-Hill

I spend most of my days in front of the computer, reclusive and huddled down into my own confusion, discomforts, fears, and peculiarities. Sometimes I read and write poetry and fiction. Sometimes I go on a run, usually at night. Sometimes I eat a little of something. Sometimes I sleep a little. But I never go anywhere or do anything unless it’s absolutely necessary. There are reasons for this. But I don’t know what they are.

February 8, 2012 · Leave a comment

Eight Intelligences

As a writer I have to make a concerted effort to observe things with my eyes and ears, what’s going on around me, what people are there, what they are doing and saying, and what’s in the room or on the street. Observation is the lifeblood of inspiration and depth in one’s work.

January 6, 2012 · 4 Comments

Notebook as Time Machine

All the private moments where I realize I can’t sit still in a room by myself yet.

January 4, 2012 · 4 Comments

Make More Mistakes This Year

Whatever it is you’re scared of doing, Do it. Make more mistakes, this year, next year, forever. A New Year’s tickler list (see the typo underlined in red – great … Continue reading

January 1, 2012 · Leave a comment

Freezing on a Park Bench

Right now I struggle even to carve out regularly scheduled “morning pages.”

December 31, 2011 · 2 Comments
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