I revised the wind sprint I wrote a few weeks ago into a MUCH better first chapter. There’s a little too much there, but I’ll pare that down during revision. The tone and the action are so much better. Less description of action and more action. I am incredibly pleased. The thing is, today is…
Having moved around a lot, I have a lot of friends online. And really, I was a quick adopter of the internet back in the ’90s and have a tendency to express myself online much the same as I do in real life. Especially when it comes to blowing off steam. Since I work with…
My wife got me what could be the greatest stocking stuffer of all time. Yes, that is the greatest utensil ever made, the spork. But it’s not just any spork. It’s a titanium spork. That’s right. Titanium. Now you may ask yourself, why would anyone need a titanium spork? And I would say to you,…
I’ve been on holiday! It is becoming a tradition that each Christmas my wife and I go up into the White Mountains for a few days. Though New Hampshire is a small state, the North country and the South Country are pretty different (as we’re often reminded by those that live in the North). You…
I usually don’t speak on my relationship with my mother except in the context of my upbringing and its impact on greater topics like racism or religion. This is for a few reasons: it implies I dwell on the matter, which I don’t. When hearing we haven’t seen each other in 7 years, someone inevitably…
The general premise is that if you want to be a writer, you should buy books whenever you can, whether they are for yourself or gifts for others (this sentiment most often comes up around Christmas). I don’t have a problem with this, to be honest. Support the business you work in. Makes sense to…
I held onto this comment because I wanted to maintain the positivity of Thanksgiving, my second-favorite holiday of the year. Five days later, it’s still such a wild ride that I’d feel horrible not sharing it with you. It is Wednesday evening, the night before Thanksgiving, and my wife has been preparing various foodstuffs for…
What’s that? Julia Stiles is in an ad for Stoli vodka, and she’s plastered all around Boston North Station? What’s that? My train is boarding? Ummmm, I think I’ll take the next one. I could sit here awhile longer.
It’s a fair bet most of your writer friends aren’t your real-world friends. They’re online. The internet has been a terrific tool for us to gather and discuss and be. You may have been trapped previously with those that said they wanted to write, but whose offerings amounted to nothing more than literary masturbation, taking…
A scenario. Your character has: Given up professional and post-graduate dreams to aid a friend Moved to a new city to aid said friend Then been let down by said friend Which resulted in the loss of your character’s entire circle of friends, who had really been said friend’s friends Only speaks to his ex-fiancee…