November 9: Flash Fiction Challenge

November 9: Flash Fiction Challenge

Yellow cats prowl the neighborhood. She has come, the Lady of the Lake. I expected her cloak of white, her hair of ephemeral snow, and her rasping howl. The cats are not hers, although I could imagine creatures trotting at her feet, purring, and observing the wake...
November 2: Flash Fiction Challenge

November 2: Flash Fiction Challenge

Coffee spiced with fresh shavings of nutmeg warms my hands while I settle into the cool fabric of the porch reading chair. It’s not porch weather, but tolerable with a sweatshirt. After tossing tantrums of snow squalls for nearly a week, the cool lake air cracks...
November 2: Flash Fiction Challenge

November 2: Flash Fiction Challenge

Clouds stiff as meringue coast overhead and cast shadows upon the red and white sandstone pillars of Zion. I watch as light returns, then gives way to shadow again. The cliffs, canyons and mesas morph in the obscuration of partial clouds. Reds deepen, crevices appear,...
Tool Time

Tool Time

Every trade has its tools. Writers have their favorite set of pens, journals and books, in addition to their computers and events like NaNoWriMo. Using such tools, they take to the page and write about other tools. No tool is off limits. Writers have penned stories...
NaNoReViSo: Week 1

NaNoReViSo: Week 1

NanoReviSo is an acronym of my own making. It’s a nod to one of my favorite drafting tools, NaNoWriMo, which officially began yesterday, but acknowledgement of where I’m at in my writing process this November — revision. Week 1 began with a bang; I...
October 28: Flash Fiction Challenge

October 28: Flash Fiction Challenge

I keep a hammer in my kitchen drawer, among more common utensils like spatulas, tongs and a lemon zester. It might look misplaced, as if I hung a platter on the wall and stuck the hammer in the nearest drawer. Yet, it’s not. It serves a purpose in my kitchen...
Coffee for WriMos: Last Call

Coffee for WriMos: Last Call

It is done… …not really. 51,000 words and many more to go. What NaNoWriMo did for me this year is get me started and kept me to writing the tedious scenes. Tedious because they were “not the story” but needed to explain the story, to develop...
Coffee for WriMos: Day 28

Coffee for WriMos: Day 28

Imagination fills the gaps. Sometimes I struggle because I want to be right. When writing history, it’s easy to slip up and include an object not yet invented or miss a social cue that today would be non-existent but back then ever so important. The temptation...
Coffee for WriMos: Day 28

Coffee for WriMos: Day 24

Trust your sense of taste. Cooking a book is a lot like kitchen cooking. We have recipes from the masters like Chef of the Day and Author of the Year, but learn to trust your own taste. It’s nearing my favorite feast of the year and I’m pecking away at the...
Coffee for WriMos: Day 28

Coffee for WriMos: Day 24

Your story is both unique and part of something greater. It’s snowing tonight and I can’t help but compare stories to snowflakes. Each storm is new, fresh. No matter how many stories go out each one is a fresh new voice. Like snowflakes, each story is...

Coffee for WriMos: Weekend Edition

Write books. I mean this in the same tone as Michael Pollan wrote, “Eat food.” Like our modern food system burdened with factory farming, GMOs, organic labels, disappearing honey bees our trip to the market is fraught with complexities. So is the book...
Coffee for WriMos: Day 28

Coffee for WriMos: Day 20

Relax. Breathe. You’ve got this! I don’t know about you, but I need a massage. I type one-handed so my right shoulder is starting to burn with marathon writing sprees. I’ve surpassed 33,000 words so I feel like I deserve something relaxing. Without...