I tell my own ghost stories. I tell my mother’s lost stories. I tell my grandmother’s secret stories. I tell my father’s forgotten stories. I tell my children’s stories yet to come.
I’m going to lie to you.
Storytime from Ancient Sumer
After another story, the Queen of Heaven was brooding. Her ego had gotten ahead of her, her pride a thing stronger than humans can understand, she made a mistake. And her mistake caused her sister pain. Her mistake killed her brother in law. Her mistake was a mistake that her brothers and nephews could have…
Hey, Anyone Remember Anne Rice?
Writing Through Cracks
Movement from the other side of the wall–an apartment away–drew your attention to something you hadn’t noticed before. A small crack in your own wall. Not small enough that it should have gone unnoticed. In your room now with the lights off, you can see light coming through the tiny hole. You peek, then realize…
why i wrote reaching out
Willie and Patsy and writing today
A Writer’s Ritual
Every real writer you know knows at least one of a set on 29 perfect rituals. These rituals vary in usefulness depending on their age, usage, and intent of the writer. You will often see debates and arguments as to the definition of ‘real writer’. That is, what makes one legitimate as a craftsman or…