For Christmas a little art. Many moons ago before I was born, my mother made a Christmas card for her mother. The card illustrated the Twelve Days of Christmas using my grandmother's five children: my mom (who died at 45), my uncle Barry (who died at 22), my uncle Scott (who spent most of his …
The Current State of Our Relationship
My novel and I have hit a bit of a rough patch in our relationship. Lucky for me, books can't take out restraining orders.
every damn day
Most of us have heard (and don't follow) the advice to write every day. Today I came across a reason why we should take this advice to the ends of the earth if not the end of the page. Once you engage in writing a piece of fiction from your unconscious, it is crucial that …
My grandmother was in love with Isaac Asimov
Isaac Asimov said, "If my doctor told me I had only six minutes to live, I wouldn't brood. I'd type a little faster." --from the February 2008 edition of Writer's Digest in an article titled Baby Steps: Stop Obsessing about Writing a Book. Well, for me it would depend on the day. Today is a …
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Need Dump Truck
There are days when I think I should back a dump truck up to the apartment, crank open the ceiling, pitch out every last piece of paper, writing book, marker, sketch pad, rulers, NaNoWriMo stickers, journals, and the rest of the lot, and go watch television and take valium. Or whatever people are taking these …
Become a Pirate or a Bookhunter.
The thing about the internet is that it shows me how boring and safe my life really is. Of course, I've worked hard to make it this way since childhood has enough craziness for anybody. One last quote from the great and fun novel I finished reading this evening--The City of Dreaming Books by Walter Moers."Now …
unreadable
From Walter Moers's The City of Dreaming Books. "...You're to remain here. I'll bring you some paper and writing things, then you can start to practice writing with your left paw." I groaned. "But what shall I write about?" "That's quite immaterial," said Homuncolossus. "It'll be unreadable in any case." I think this Homuncolossus lives …
The apple boy took my baby.
Friday we handed over a good chunk of money and bought a new mac, and almost suffered too much guilt over the money to enjoy the new toy--but enjoy I did. And will again, one presumes. I took the new mac and the old to the apple store to have them transfer things I don't …
What is your excuse?
A bit of news from The Economist (August 4th 2007)-- The paintings of Htein Lin, a former Burnese dissident who has given up politics for art, serve as something of an antidote to the regime's propaganda. ....Mr Htein Lin's comrades were executed,,,[he] himself was tortured. ...A military tribunal slung him in prison. ....Throughout all this …
Can you imagine…?
I'm reading The City of Dreaming Books by Walter Moers and loved this.. Can you imagine how lucid our thoughts will be once we've liberated them from the arts?' Smyke demanded. 'Once we've swept our soiled brains clean of senseless dross? Can you imagine how much more time we'll be able to spend on the …
Marta Bacon 