There are lots of reasons an author may write under a pen name. Maybe they want some anonymity or to create some disconnect from family members; perhaps they find themselves exploring controversial ideas and want to avoid confrontation; maybe a bird (or other mystical creature) whispered in their ear or came to them in a dream; Continue Reading
I’ve been pondering a new direction to go, and I’ve decided to change course on a lot of things including this blog. There are several things I practice in relation to writing that I am letting go of or changing. Continue Reading
Throwback to August 16, 2007. This was a character perspective piece attached to the character from my first novel. He’s supposed to be a ghost who died and is trying to make sense of his life. Even though it says “he’s a ghost looking back over 47 years” in the opening of the book, no one seemed to pick up on that. Either I suck as a writer or no one looks at writing as literature anymore. Oh well. This didn’t make it into that book, but I thought it might make it into the followup, which is now dead. So here it is in a blog post, a short little character perspective piece…. Continue Reading
Full Title: Know Me — By Way of Explanation: A Narrative of My Life in Tucson as it Relates to a Hiking Group, Musings from a Writer in the Desert
One of the ideas behind being a creative writer or artist is never to explain yourself to people who don’t get you. Like many things these days, I find myself looking at that idea anew. It feels like few people understand the creative mind anymore, and there’s so many false assumptions that seem to be taking root again. Everyone is putting everyone else into a cage, and I think it’s high time to break out of pigeon-holing with some open communication. Continue Reading
I just finished watching the whole series of Star Trek: Deep Space Nine on Netflix. It took me three months to get through all 7 seasons. This blog post isn’t a review of the show but more about what DS9 means in my life.
I first watched DS9 during its original run, watching every episode in weekly syndication, but I hadn’t watched a single episode again since then. Revisiting it has made me nostalgic and helped me to see where a lot of my mores and ways of relating come from. Continue Reading
I came up with an idea to write a blog post called “The Trump Card”. It would have been a sharp satirical takedown of presidential candidate Trump served up with vulgarity (unusual for me) and wit—stuff like I used to blog in my younger days when we lived in a more open and free society. But these times took hold of me, and I realized that such a post would miss the mark because we the people have changed. Trump rises because of the darkness in our collective heart. AND it is my fault and your fault more than it is the fault of other Americans who say they support him. Continue Reading
A writer needs fertile ground, a life that works to sustain them so that they can find the muse or locate their voice. The times in my life when I’ve been most successful at finding good paying writing work (in its various forms) coincide with being able to write creatively. While I look at creative writing as more of a hobby than something to make a living off of, it’s all part of feeling like a writer. Continue Reading
I’ve been blogging and writing on the internet for a long time. Most of that is archived on my computer. I went back to the very beginning and found my first website. I wrote it as html code in a text editor and uploaded it. I even created a blog of sorts where I presented stories I wrote on scrolling pages that had html links between them. Continue Reading
This is a screenplay I wrote many years ago, now turned into a short novel. It’s a dark detective drama with a female lead character that some have compared to an episode of ‘The X-Files’ or an old movie called ‘The Eyes of Laura Mars’. It’s a bit on the graphic side, especially for those who have read screenplays and learned to visualize this kind of writing in their mind’s eye. R rated or intended for mature audiences! Continue Reading
The Gift. It was a pair of Zuni sun-face earrings. To me they symbolized light and sunshine, a welcome to the Southwest, recognition of an amazing life journey, and friendship. But they weren’t received that way. Instead, they were somehow seen as an attempt to undermine personal safety and pick someone apart. Out of that came an idea for a whole book, or perhaps it might be more accurate to say that I came up with the idea for a new book and then this happened.