I always lie when I tell snow stories. You say you walked to school as a kid in two feet of snow. I say I walked in three feet of snow. Not only that–it was 20 degrees below zero. There were no bathrooms in sight, a lot of people around. I was pee-shy.
“Don’t be afraid to put your heart in the palm of your hands and shake the hands of your fellow human beings.” –Daniel Holland
Should I write a story with big words that pays big money? Or, should I write this story that is worth only five cents but makes sense to me?
For those of you who like how to articles…for those of you who like tips articles…for those of you who have a hard time getting out of bed…staying out of bed…or, just making your bed once you’re out of bed…this one, dear hearts, is for you. Partly tongue in cheek, and partly emminently practical for…
Here’s Daniel Holland’s fanciful description of his writing process.–JGR I’m good at getting the hooks and baiting the hooks. I’m frustrated though, once my line is in the water. I don’t yet know how to play the line so I can get the bites and catch the fish. There’s my line in the water, dangling,…
What is fame to you? How would you know if you were famous? What would that do for you personally, if you were famous? What would it represent? Mean? How big an area would you have to be famous in to be satisfied? Does the itch to be famous ever stop, have boundaries, or just…
Walking Over Water Stick falls off oak tree in winter’s bare delight. Thin stick over deep water, chilled water. “Courage!” I say to my bare tingly toes.
“I was pee-shy” says volumes, pegs the age, and gives me a strong image.