One of our fall projects was to clean out the garden shed/storage unit in the back yard. Under one table we found boxes of old documents I meant to sort through before we moved here in 2012, but it was easier to toss them in a box to deal with “later.”
Category Archives: Creativity
and on the 80th day
An elegy for the arts
Among the many things that make me sad about the enforced transformation of our lives this year is the declaration of the performing arts as non-essential.
Look to your zest
The last few days I have been rediscovering one of the basic truths every writer needs to know, remember and occasionally rediscover: Writing is fun. If it’s never fun, why the heck are you trying to write? It would be like a baseball player hating baseball. Remember it’s a game and you’re home free all.Continue reading “Look to your zest”
As Good As His Word
I could see them — Jeep and Blaine standing tall against Venusian villains. Adam and Joy unraveling the puzzle. Hank and “Stella” taking on the thieves of alien tech. I even could still see Devin Green realizing the truth about Krayatura. I could see them all. What dastardly villain inside me was preventing me fromContinue reading “As Good As His Word”
Ten openings plus one
The copper dome above the courthouse had faded to green long ago, testament to the bare fact that new and shiny doesn’t last. The old writer resolved to fill his page with the first lines of 10 stories and quickly second-guessed himself – “It’s finishing that I need to work on, not beginning” – butContinue reading “Ten openings plus one”
Invocation
Are you there, Muse? It’s me, Warren. I straggled out of bed before light to see if we could have a chat. They say showing up is half the battle, but I think it’s more like three quarters, because I know for a fact that you’re not going to show up unless I do. SoContinue reading “Invocation”