Tag: a ponderance
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Which Airbender Character are You?
Here’s today’s exercise: If you have not yet watched Avatar: The Last Airbender, go to Netflix and watch it right now. We’ll wait. Actually, if you have watched it, take this time to watch it again. It’s definitely worth a repeat viewing. Okay, now we’re all refreshed on the awesomeness that is Aang and the…
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The Wrong Type of Crazy
If you haven’t been following the story from the beginning, here’s the summary. In 2009 I challenged myself: finish a novel or give up writing. I had way too many starts and way way way too few finishes. So this was it. I had a new job. I had a long commute with dedicated writing…
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Splitting the Hairs
Previously I had posted about reconsidering self-publishing as a viable strategy. This was not, as is so often the case, a response to a query rejection. It was prompted by a strategic decision made by my company (a publisher). This was hard to accept for a couple of reasons. 1) Traditional publishing had been my…
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A Self-(pub)-Study
Joseph Garrety spent the last month reading only self-published work. He blogged about his findings. I think this is a very good assessment and doesn’t show a bias one way or the other. (Though I expect I would be far less forgiving on the lack of quality. I am equally harsh with traditionally published works…
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Realigning the Thought Tracks
There is some common wisdom shared among authors that has gotten twisted by the internets, like playing a game of operator/telephone (depending on where in the country you grew up–basically a message is relayed through a number of people and it warps with each passing). The very wise advice was, “Don’t quit your day job…
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Wind Sprint: WHAT’S BEHIND THE CROOKED DOOR?
This story began as a ponderance. I thought of it from time to time. It sat in my brain like a seed. Will it sprout or will it just lay there? It sprouted a little, but I doubted enough to make a story out of it. My wife then asked me what I was talking…
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A Matter of Perspective
My wife and I were passing through Greeley Park a number of years back during a summer art fair. Painters, photographers, and home jewelers displayed their wares. This was back at a time when my then-employer continued to promise me an office. When I passed a small photograph that I absolutely loved and it was…
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A Ponderance: What do you think is back there?
My good online friend and beta reader, LurkerWithout works nights at a hotel. Having held this job myself, I understand his psychological pain. To pass the time, he will occasionally doodle and share those doodles with the masses. (That’s you and me, in case you were wondering just who was amassed.) Today’s offering is worth…