Happiness. It's relative.
I’m working on a collection of short stories set in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula. By working, I mean I have a list of seven stories I’ve written that leans up against the chair in my office. The point was to have a working list of… Continue Reading “You Are What You Write”
At 5 o’clock, I make what many would consider a very strong rum and Coke and I sit down at my desk to decide what to write about. Once, in a writing group, the topic was “how do you get ready to write?” There… Continue Reading “Sugarcane Flower”
I fell off the writing beam hard. Suddenly, in what was undoubtedly an over-reaction to a monstrous building being constructed next door, I broke my pencil in half and retreated to the corner. My very ambitious plan to write a book of short stories… Continue Reading “Find a New Pencil and Get Moving”
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