Category Archives: On Writing

The pinnacle of narcissim

I’ve been reading my own blog. What kind of self-centered time waster is that? Regardless, it reminded me that I haven’t blogged since I finished the last short story. It’s good, or at least I think it is. The feedback … Continue reading

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I play the pan flute

I’m way behind on my 24, but I’ve got to say, I’m digging Bill’s “John Tesh” sort of look and attitude. He looks like William Katt’s dad.

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Where I’ve been

In case there are three curious folks out there, I’ve been absent from blogging while I pound away at the latest short story. The first readable draft is now ready for the light of day. It’s sad to think it, … Continue reading

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The cult of me

When I did community theatre I used to make fun of actors. Unstable, I used to say. Insecure, I’d say even louder. Always worried about how they looked, whether they were “on”, whether they had enough lines. Typical navel-gazing bullshit. … Continue reading

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Me edit story good

My editing skills have taken a turn for the worse. There was a time when I slashed phrases with the best of them, thought nothing of cutting the pretty fat from my babies. Now? Now I’m pregnant with words. Dude–I’m … Continue reading

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