Lots of mixed feelings here. How much of your life do you share? I read an article about the blogging life in The New York Times Magazine and I'm sure it is zipping its way around the internet and doesn't need me, but in case you missed it--click.
Author: mapelba
I'm a writer, artist, teacher, mother, wife, daughter, friend, coffee addict... What else? A success, a failure, a mess, a fan, a hater of housework, a lover of dogs, a liberal, an obsessive, and a bunch of other things that probably would never occur to me. I reveal myself in more ways in my writings and art than in any list of adjectives. And whoever you are, I hope most of all that you are a reader.
A whole life fits in a ziploc bag shoved in a desk drawer.
I had been 21 for a month when my aunts, who I barely knew, had to take me to the hospital to get my mother's things. When someone collapses at work and dies, this is what happens--they get taken to the hospital in an ambulance, and personal belongings are taken away from them and put …
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The Still Can’t Rewrite Chronicles: Cavemen Are to Blame
Perhaps frustration is starting to set in. Okay. There are these things called letters. There is this stuff called paper. Somewhere back in time somebody decided to put these two things together. Well, maybe scratches and stone came first and...we generally know how that turned out. Anyway. Here we are, beyond burnt sticks and cave …
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The Can’t Rewrite Chronicles: The Hissy Fit
Rewriting is too damn hard. Fuck.
The Rewrite Chronicles: The Word
The word. The sound of the word. The connotation and implication. The character. Amazing all the is contained in a word. So, when writing dialogue you must consider her vocabulary and style. You must think about what he should reveal and has said before. Don't be repetitive unless repetition brings a point home. Don't, however, …
Badgering–The Heavy Edition
Here we go again, people! Go write! Are you sick of me yet? Wouldn't blame you because I get sick of myself plenty, but all the same, here I am, and there you are, and what's left of your novel? There's no way I'm going to make to Halloween without repeating myself, but that's okay …
Three strikes you’re out, but third time’s a charm.
Three is a magic number. All good things come in threes--and bad things too. There are three wise men in the bible and three witches in Macbeth. Genie's give us three wishes and the Christianity gives us unity in three. There is birth, living, and death. Heaven, earth, and hell. Youth, adulthood, and old age. …
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The pain! The agony! The horror! omg.
Found over at Write Fantastic, and I had to share the pain. But this lovely video started with Dennis Cass. Check him out and buy his book.
Type faster.
Too many ideas and desires for stories, and time simply isn't there. I can stay up later and later and still not find those extra hours. No matter what happens my hope refuses to stop believing in time--as in lost time, making up time, and the witching hour. Somewhere these magic minutes are hiding, and …
Disappointment and the Rewrite Chronicles
Three weeks vacation. Unpaid, but vacation nonetheless. Of these three weeks, I'll get two days to spend writing. Before vacation I had visions of an entire week spent intensely focused on getting this novel done. But life goes how it goes, and I get two days. While I know that if I looked on the …
