Creative writing is all about turning ideas into words. If done correctly, these words take an idea, a world, characters that only ever existed in your imagination and make them come to life. If you spin your words well, that story, those characters, that world, your idea will live forever. And if that isn’t real alchemy, I don’t know what is.
What does it mean to be a "real writer?" Is being a real writer something you were born with, or is it something that you become?
Is your written work secure? Computers and computer storage systems as well as online uploading and online blogs can be marvelous tools for today’s writer, keep a wary eye out for the cyber-dog. When the cyber dog attacks, your work can be lost in a heartbeat. Learn how to safeguard your writing.
How can you rescue your story from a character that has not only come to life but who has take over control of your story? Learn some ways to deal with difficult characters and even use them to create better stories.
Creating Believable Fictional Characters Creating believable fictional characters is detrimental to creating a successful story. In truth, without a character that comes alive in the reader’s mind, you will find that your entire narrative may fall flat. Have you ever read a piece of fiction where the characters seemed two dimensional? Perhaps the protagonist seems... Continue Reading →
Writing is gloriously creative chaos. Except when it is not. On the best of days an idea takes hold, inspiration ensues and the result is pages of unique and well-written text that flow effortlessly from your fingers. On those days it seems as if writing is the most natural thing in the world and there... Continue Reading →
Being a writer is about tapping that inner wellspring of creativity, not just now and again, but consistently. Every day I talk to two kinds of people; those who want to become good writers and those who are already good writers but want to become better. At some point even the best of writers asks... Continue Reading →
It's Groundhog Day…again. Unless it's not. It has occurred to me that Schrodinger would have been better off using a ground hog than a cat for his famous thought experiment. I mean let's get real. How many cats do you know that don't like boxes? Schrodinger's cat had he been real would probably have stayed... Continue Reading →
When I was little I used to go to the fair or a carnival and feel so bad for the merry-go-round horses. It was so sad! They had a pole through their bodies and never got to go anywhere except around and around foever. Some nights after visiting the fair I would dream that I... Continue Reading →
We woke up this morning deep in a fog bank. It was surreal. Tendrils of mist crept into the room when I opened the balcony door and quested into corners seeking out whatever it is that fog searches for. So we made cups of hot chocolate and coffee, donned sweatshirts and sat out on the... Continue Reading →
One day you will be able to look back on early 2020 and say "I survived The Great Pause" The Great Pause: a brief moment in time whe the world stood still, peoples and nations united, however briefly, against a common enemy. A moment when people were given the time to re-evaluate their priorities and... Continue Reading →
Finding a scapegoat for what is wrong with our lives, for what is wrong with the world seems to be a part of the human condition. But lately things seem to be getting out of hand, especially when it comes to the tussel between the Baby Boom generation and their grandchildren, known as Millennials. You... Continue Reading →
I always feel so guilty when I thin out seedlings. I even find myself apologizing; “I’m sorry sweetie, I know you were trying your best, if I had space each and every one of you would get the chance to grow to your full potential.” In a way I find myself akin to the ones... Continue Reading →
Until we deal with the fear, the stench will remain; a constant reminder of the rottenness at the core.
Beware the orange man. Hatred cloaked in rationality. Bombast masquerading as straight talk. He does not need to sow the seeds of fear and hate and anger. Instead he cultivates the sickly plants that already lurk in the shadowed places of the heart. He is their sun and strength and provides them with... Continue Reading →
We live in a messed up world. No, let me rephrase that, we live in a messed up society. No, let me be even more specific. We are messed up because we live in a consumer society which throws the natural balance so out of true that we actually think that this is the way... Continue Reading →
“If it looks like a duck, swims like a duck, and quacks like a duck, then it probably is a duck.”
This, my friends, is called “the duck test” and it is one of the biggest pieces of crap advice in existence.
There are days And times. There are words And signs. There are tears And smiles To make it worth Your while. There are hopes And dreams And nothing's as It seems. What you lost Is found In perfect silence Sound. In the darkness Light In your blindness Sight In your joy Is pain In every... Continue Reading →
Have you seen them? Have you seen the soulless ones that go about their daily routines with focused footsteps and empty eyes? For all that they walk and talk and eat and sleep and take their young to little league games, they are, for all intents and purposes, nothing more than functional zombies. Reverse zombies... Continue Reading →
“Most people die at 25 and aren’t buried until 75.” -Benjamin Franklin It was the damndest thing. I was at the mall, eeling my way through a school of teenagers when I heard a snatch of conversation between two boys that stopped me dead in the water: “Dude, she’s like 40 years old! That’s like... Continue Reading →