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[Writer’s Life] Finding Inspiration

[Writer’s Life] Finding Inspiration

People often ask “where do you find your ideas?” Well, they’re everywhere. the girl sitting on the steps, smoking, looking dejected the guy skateboarding down the middle of the street the cat on the roof next door the song that won’t leave your head the whiff of rosemary the taste of risotto the neighbor’s argument the woman who crowds you in the grocery line the age spots on her hands a hookup the bald spot he tries to hide the dog…

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When a Mistake Can Be a Blessing

When a Mistake Can Be a Blessing

I walked over to my local coffeehouse yesterday (Mystic Mocha) and on the way home saw a weathered bench that I thought would make an interesting photo. I pulled out my iPhone and snapped. I knew the photo would need cropping and editing, but I was pretty sure I could make something of it. The unedited version is at the top of this page.

Have I Made Mistakes? Check.

Have I Made Mistakes? Check.

I used to write a lot for a history magazine. In fact, pay from the magazine and the website constituted the bulk of my income at the time. One assignment was to write about an old-fashioned country store. I did the research, wrote the article, it was published. Done. But then  a reader contacted the magazine, telling them that I  had ascribed a quote to the wrong poet. And I had. The mistake didn’t change my relationship with the editor,…

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How to Build Your Tribe

How to Build Your Tribe

Before writing another word, I have two questions: What authors do you follow? Why? If you’d like to stop for five minutes and make a list of your answers, go ahead because this is important stuff. I’ll give you a few of my own just to get things going: Novels of Doug Preston and Lincoln Child: Because their Agent Pendergast is the quirkiest, most unpredictable and brilliant character I’ve ever read. I just purchased their Pendergast book #14. Can’t wait to dig in….

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[Flash NonFiction] The Great Archer Wept

[Flash NonFiction] The Great Archer Wept

The last time I saw the Milky Way throwing garlands across the night sky was on a moonless night in western Nebraska. Bands of darkness ran river-like through the streaming starlight, the interstellar dust playing hide-n-seek with the stars beyond. The brightest area seen from my Earth-bound perch was in the direction of Sagittarius, the Great Archer, who moved relentlessly across the southern sky. Standing there, I was reminded of another great archer who once rode under this sky. Given…

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