The Pieta & the Writer’s Palette, Redux
It’s been said that for writers the blank page is our canvas and words our paint. But I don’t think …
It’s been said that for writers the blank page is our canvas and words our paint. But I don’t think …
I began this blog five years ago, in July 2012. It’s been a wild ride, and I’ve loved every minute …
Someone asked me recently what I loved more, my painting or my writing? Or, she added, is that like trying …
I came across two quotations about the creative process recently and found such striking similarities I had to explore them …
Writing has always been the primary passion in my life, the thing I love most to do and identify with. …
“I watch them every summer, the hot hills crouched like a lion beside the road, tawny skin pulled taut across …
Funny how life plays these little tricks on you. When my own children were toddlers, I put my writing aspirations …
At first Steven Pinker was my new hero. Within the first few pages of reading his widely acclaimed “The Sense …
Blog posts are like a trail of bread crumbs leading you back through a misty past. They tell you where …
What is it that I love about the wildly weird, dark and dorky stories of George Saunders? Ever since reading …