Three weeks have passed since I first started sending out queries. I've gotten three rejection emails. Perhaps there have been more that have turned me away. The agencies simply don't have the resources to let me know. Excitement and anticipation have slipped into an abysmal sinkhole. Doubt and darkness have crept in. Struggling with people… Continue reading Wandering Weary
Category: writing
Willing
I'm writing adult fiction, magical realism specifically. My desire is to cultivate a community — whether in writing, here, or in person — where people can be transparent and real, while also giving hope, showing that love in all its complexity exists and inviting the imagination out to play. All I need from you is: be willing… Continue reading Willing
Random Roller Coaster Ride
For a few years, I worked on the manuscript to my first novel in a series of adult fiction, magical realism specifically. And then, someone with much more writing and publishing experience came alongside me and became my writing mentor. For nearly a year, this brilliant and talented individual guided me, and I kicked… Continue reading Random Roller Coaster Ride
Dear Red Snapdragon
I put my "new" Royal De Luxe typewriter to good use this morning.
“An Education,” by C. Wheeler
Warning: What is shared here is this writer's experience. It's raw and difficult, but I believe it's important for her voice to be heard. It's an important #metoo piece. *** C. Wheeler's piece was published in the November 28, 2017 issue of The Rumpus. An Education C. Wheeler, MD When I was in medical… Continue reading “An Education,” by C. Wheeler
Do the Doing
Not doing anything is a choice inasmuch as doing something is. And, choices come with consequences. *** The past couple of weeks, everything having to do with writing and publishing has frustrated me to no end. The road is long. Even when writing, rewriting, writing, writing, and some more writing have taken place, the fear… Continue reading Do the Doing
Glitter
This bundle took me by surprise. I had to do a double take. The sunlight wasn't hitting a certain way to make the petals glitter. It was visible no matter the angle. I even felt the petals to make sure the blossoms were real, and they were. I walked away stumped, having never seen glittery… Continue reading Glitter
