This was my second post for Classic and Cozy Books, March 25, 2014, posted shortly after I published Salsa Dancing with Pterodactyls, one of my favorite novels. If we don’t like our own work, why are we writing? Have you ever found yourself writing, without premeditation, about someone from your distant past, even your childhood, whom you have […]
When We’re Not Who We Think We Are
As with many Americans, because my family came here as immigrants—as did everyone else in the world to their respective countries however long ago that was—I have an interest in my roots. Over time, roots get buried so deep that digging one up disrupts everything you thought you knew about yourself and who you thought […]
Intrusive Writer Syndrome
Earlier this month, the latest issue of my writers’ association’s journal dropped onto the coir mat behind my uPVC door. As I do, I skimmed through the table of contents and flipped through the pages. One article caught my attention and I sank into the chair at the breakfast table. I’m not revealing the association […]
Dilettante or Renaissance
One of my professors, way back when, once gave this advice to the young writers & poets in his class: (I paraphase) ‘take courses in biology, not writing.’ If we had all taken his advice, he would have been out of a job. I wonder sometimes if teaching writing isn’t a good way to avoid […]