My husband and I used to own an old red, full-size Dodge truck. I drove it quite a bit, and being a small woman, it always made me feel as though I was doing something unusual. I would see my petite hands wrapped around the over-sized steering wheel, surprisingly slender, the flat bench seat seeming…
I have always viewed writing as a way to create moving pictures in a person’s mind. Sometimes the movement is just the steady closing in on the moment of discovery when everything is crystal clear, intense, sharp to the senses. Other times the view is like the image made by a really fine film camera…
I have always firmly believed that the acts of one person can represent many and can also lead to similar acts. I recently heard of an individual who worked to build his house entirely of U.S. made products, from nails to wood to windows. As a result, he proved that one can build a quality…
So I crawled into bed, prepared to settle in quietly and not wake my husband. I shut my eyes and then they opened again. I did not post my Wednesday post. So I roll off the bed, body lengthwise, (learned that trick while very pregnant; it doesn’t shake the bed at all) and out the…
pen and paper Yes, I missed my Wednesday blog alright. Teacher, school, homecoming/spirit week/end of term grading: these are my excuses. I missed my blog and didn’t even notice. But I also missed writing further on my current short story and that I noticed constantly. I managed to ease an hour out of my mad…
I downloaded an ebook this summer called 70 Solutions to Common Writing Mistakes. As I started reading it, I thought is was far too basic for me. After all, I teach creative writing. Wouldn’t I know the basics? But I kept reading it, and then I found myself applying the ideas mentioned in this book…
Scenes scurry about in my mind. I am ready to sit down and write, but I cannot. There is grading to do and house cleaning and time to respond to a child’s needs and a husband’s desire to chat and then of course this blog. So when do I write? I tell myself that this…
magnifying the audience So here I am writing to an empty theater. Not certain what I will do when people are actually reading this blog. Hopefully, this will not be the first post they see. In any case, I sit here writing and thinking about the ghost audience sitting out there. I see one lady…
