Words Are Art
A while back, a friend and fellow writer, Tammy Breitweiser, brought llamas into my life, specially on Tuesdays. Did you know llamas are having a moment? Well, apparently they are, and while my heart will always belong to the unicorns, llamas are cool too. They must be. Just look at them! So, thanks to some …
Many of us often love waiting for that magic date or hour to set sail on a new adventure or making whatever change brewing in our minds. But I'm not waiting for the full moon or the New Year or any of that. I designate this moment magical enough. For a variety of reasons (that …
Story-a-Day May packs its storytelling wares and leaves us. Now, here we are. June at the door with all its shiny things. When Story-a-Day ends (or NaNoWriMo), I feel exhausted and a little at a loss. Perhaps you know the feeling, after a big event and everything is over and falls quiet and you look …
For various reasons (most of them having to do with being my own worst enemy), I've avoided sending out more query letters and stories. I'll be trying to make a change in that regard this summer. Thanks for everyone who supports my efforts. Writing and making art solitary endeavors in some ways, but such things …
I finished Story-a-Day May! I wrote every single day and ended up with probably 29 stories or scenes I can polish up or use somewhere. And even though I've ended up re-publishing my first novel on my own, that isn't what I want for the rest. Or I don't think it is. My dithering about …
Against my better judgment, I'm participating in Story-a-Day May again this year. (If you're giving it a try, let me know!) I love Story-a-Day because it motivates me. I like the pressure. It's why I like NaNoWriMo as well. With no pressure, I'll just sit and stare into space, dismissing every idea and distracting myself …
May 2014 ends today. I spent the last few days in Las Vegas for a friend's wedding, and I completely dropped the proverbial ball on writing for Story-a-Day May. I didn't gamble in Las Vegas, not even with a slot machine. Most of the time, lights, sounds, people overloaded my senses. But I had a …
