On Writing

Danielle Steel

Here’s a great write up/interview of author Danielle Steel at Glamour mag. How has Steel written 179 books? She writes/works twenty to twenty-two hours a day. If that sounds like b.s. to you, you might not be a writer, or at least not one who knows what it’s like to […]

April is National Poetry Month

So, I am a poetess And I knowitess. April is National Poetry Month. Here is a link to poets.org, if you are interested, you can check that out. Rarely have I discussed my favorite poets. Some of that is because it has been very personal to me, and some of […]

An Unraveled Hem, Joan Didion

I’ve kept some kind of a notebook, or journal, since junior high. Thankfully, the majority of them have gone the way of the wind. I suppose that’s a nice way of saying that I destroyed them at one time or another. I recall erasing every word one January, in some […]

Proofs, Poems, Healing, and Hope

Up early this morning, though I don’t generally make it a habit to discuss my habits. There was, however, a great write up recently about how author Megan Abbott spends her Sundays.( You can read that here. ) What I loved about this piece is that as a writer it […]

So Much This.

While I’m sorting out my sorting, here’s a link to an interview with author Louise Erdrich that has struck a cord with me on so many levels. While it often seems that much of the world is so big on embracing its weirdness, sometimes we’re just so damn thankful for […]

Solarcidal Tendencies.

This hasn’t been a bad week. Out now from the wonderful editors at Solarcide, Martin Garrity and Nathan Pettigrew, SOLARCIDAL TENDENCIES , the best of, so far! This is a unique collection of stories from some of today’s brightest authors on the rise. I am so very pleased to have […]

Muse.

To speak of The Muse is to speak of The Ethereal, The Inspired. The walls shook with the sound of cascading thunder, the windows vibrating in their frames. In a burst of light, the panes became liquid beneath my finger tips, I watched the circles fan away from my touch […]

Gatsby.

(Spoilers throughout, though most of you know this story.) GATSBY. Gatsby? Gatsby. I’ve stayed away from the subject of Gatsby for some years because I simply couldn’t deal with it. Gatsby made me infinitely angry at F. Scott Fitzgerald. A romantic at heart, (what I used to call a ‘romantic […]

Love Letters.

  The wanting of words let loose, wrapped around and back again, trailing into one another, not poetry but poetically realistic, to say, my toes are cold, I want to […]

Latitude.

In the literary world, in terms of public opinion with regard to the writer, it has long at least seemed the case that a man is allowed to write about whatever he wishes to write about and if the writing itself is good or bad he is then judged to […]