I planned to delve into writing this weekend, mixing those responsibilities with other chores around the house. I needed to regain momentum on Project Two, which had stalled during the pandemic; ironically, I was also fighting the lingering effects of my own bout with Covid. I knew I would have plenty of optimism when I […]
A note to our son Sam, as he’s training to be a climbing instructor at Scout camp. I share it here because it was too long to text. Pfft, writers. Sam, I know you had your eyes set on the aquatics director role and how you were disappointed when circumstances beyond your control prevented it […]
I have a new routine to start my work day. It’s a chance to center my mind, while doing a little mental stretching to prepare it. Sometimes, the exercise relates to the office job; others, my personal writing. On Monday, it was the latter. It a last bit of preface, I’ll segue to a common […]
I was going to shut myself away in a quiet room, but my wife’s making homemade chicken noodle soup and the enticing smell is irresistible. It’s the smell of home, but a nostalgic kind. A place where hungry people come in from a wintry outdoors and suddenly find themselves ravenous in a warm, aromatic kitchen. […]
The restrictive word count of flash fiction challenges both your storytelling and editing abilities.
As the son of a Vietnam veteran, I believe it’s important to acknowledge Veterans’ Day and say something meaningful.
Like Bilbo, Mike was liable to drag in bits of what he called “poetry”.
I like whimsy and horror in stories, but without the proper balance, the tale is either too dark or too goofy.
He was the personification of that need to jump onto a table, tear your shirt open, and scream your soul into the heavens.
Writing exercises aren’t necessarily about delving into the creation of a new world full of interesting characters.
The Lost Royals 