Writing – Warren Bluhm

A glimpse into nowhere

“In the town where I was born, an old brick hotel loomed over the downtown. A very long time ago it was a stagecoach stop, with a restaurant and rooms to let, but over the years someone whitewashed it and let it get ugly. Years after I moved away, a new owner sandblasted back toContinue reading “A glimpse into nowhere”

bedtime story

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Genius needs no formula

We who aim to write stories study formulas — we dissect a story and consider ways we can recreate the effect by emulating the way great writers do — the Hero’s Journey, the Three-Act Structure, four acts, five acts, whatever. But what if sometimes a writer just writes and writes and writes and gets soContinue reading “Genius needs no formula”

Random scene: Can’t trust those sleeping dogs

“Well, you know what they say,” he said. “Sleeping dogs lie.” She rolled her eyes. “That’s not what they say.” “I’m pretty sure it is.” “OK, fine,” she said. “So who’s the sleeping dog in this scenario?” “It’s pretty obvious, don’t you think?” “If it was obvious, I wouldn’t be asking.”

A check-in after 5 years

I don’t leaf through my old journals very often, so it was interesting Thursday morning to pick up a journal that I just happened to have completed May 11, 2017, five years and one day ago. I had started scratching out words in the 192-page journal July 27, 2016. During the months that I filledContinue reading “A check-in after 5 years”

The comfort of doing nothing

OK, that’s it. I’m turning off the electronic toys for the afternoon. No more sensory input for awhile; let me digest what I’ve been absorbing all day and week. Turn off the TV, sign out of the apps and all the other noise. Let me think about what I think. Then, once I’ve thought forContinue reading “The comfort of doing nothing”

Another streak preserver

This post began life as a filler, because it was past 9 p.m. Tuesday and I had no topic for a Wednesday entry. The devil on my shoulder said that nobody cares whether I continue my daily blogging habit for a 642nd day, but the angel on the other shoulder said that’s not quite true,Continue reading “Another streak preserver”