Two Weeks to Rites: Story Origins

Writers are often asked where they get their ideas. Actually, no one has ever asked me that – but I’ve had many very nice offers to write various individuals’ stories because their lives have been so interesting. I aspire to be the person who tells a writer that I’m so interesting, my life absolutely must be written about.… Continue reading Two Weeks to Rites: Story Origins

Gerbil Brain, Mental Exhaustion, Backlogged Output

I don’t understand or relate when people say they are “bored.”  Maybe they mean “ennui” – a perfect word for listlessness, compliments of the French.  Now, THAT I have suffered from, a sort of existential dissatisfaction.  But my ennui stems from intellectual overload. My problem is not a lack of interesting things to think about and… Continue reading Gerbil Brain, Mental Exhaustion, Backlogged Output

Doctor, I’m Experiencing Creatile Dysfunction

I wonder how long it will be until pharmaceutical companies conjure up a little pill to end creative slumps. Here is my creative contribution, a medical term they can latch onto: creatile dysfunction. I am at present experiencing creatile dysfunction. My symptoms are: racing thoughts about getting through the holidays, inability to concentrate on anything more creative than… Continue reading Doctor, I’m Experiencing Creatile Dysfunction

My Freaky, Icky, Ew List

If anyone were to overhear the conversations of a group of writers when they get together, they’d either run away in terror or notify the authorities – or both. There’s something to be said about having the freedom to say whatever is on your mind in the name of artistic expression that is absolutely, imagination-satisfyingly delicious. And at times,… Continue reading My Freaky, Icky, Ew List

Writing: the Craft? Please.

There are a lot of writers who refer to writing as “the craft.” Crafts involve cute pairs of scissors, richly-colored markers and pencils, glittery paints and don’t-sniff-the-glue. But writing? I think of it more often than not as the proverbial blood, sweat and tears–BST. Playing with those letters, BST… sometimes you feel you’re at your… Continue reading Writing: the Craft? Please.