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The Creativity Workshop is coming to an official end – and this is where those graduation speech sentiments come into play: the end of something meaningful, but more importantly, the launch pad for something newer, more exciting, bigger. blah blah blah. Well, yeah… I belong to a women’s group that meets monthly on the Tuesday night [Continue reading] How am I doing with the Creativity Workshop, you ask? I have two stories-in-progress from the first section of the workshop. I posted snippets of the second story ideas in these Flash Fictions — here and here — and the blog comments (thanks, everyone!) reinforced my thinking that this story could move in [Continue reading] Yet verily these issues lie on the lap of the gods. — Homer uh. Maybe it was the Other Homer who said that. I am heading late out of the starting gate for what promises to be a fascinating Creativity Workshop. Whether I make it around even the first lap remains to be seen, since [Continue reading] When I started blogging in earnest last year, I thought I’d share smatterings of my writing, talk about writing issues and have, if I was lucky, maybe half a dozen writing buddies to compare notes with and prop me up during writing crises and National Novel Writing month. Which is pretty much what [Continue reading] …I thought I’d post this picture of the seitan I made and wrote about a couple of weeks ago. I wanted to show that delicious, healthy food can look just as unappetizing as the artery-clogger I posted on Friday. This is my seitan, right before getting sliced and tossed into a yummy stir-fry. Sorta [Continue reading] I admit it: I’ve been a slacker lately. I’ve diddled and dawdled away my writing time and not had much to show for the last month or so. I’ve read alot, and that’s good, but my writing production has been pretty tiny. But no more. Sunday A. and I were sitting at [Continue reading] Libby scrambled over the rocks, twigs and dirt stuck to the bloody sweat oozing down her back. The cubs! She had to get to the den first. He came down the other side of the valley, the easy way, and he sauntered along the trail just ahead of her. She finally faced him, [Continue reading] Yikes. I just realized that Earl and squirrel rhyme. That’s either tacky or divine; I’m not sure which. (Yeah, yeah, I know the picture is REALLY tacky — but I couldn’t resist when I saw it.) Earl has been a character in Tap Dancing at the County Fair since its early pages [Continue reading] More than 55, but a lot shorter than the original dialogue. A little piece from Tap Dancing at the County Fair. ** Earl waved from his post next to an old charcoal grill in the backyard. He was tending something and flipped it over carefully. “Squirrel.” Becca gulped and nodded. Reba came out the back door to watch: [Continue reading] Ann Linquist posted an interesting writing prompt on her blog, and I thought about how I would respond to her question: What is one of the worst lies you ever told? A better question for me today — and the one I’m gonna answer — is: What is one of the worst lies you [Continue reading] |
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