I started a class this week. It’s online, it’s only a month, it’s chock full of great information, and it’s kicking my ass. Continue reading Brain Garden Powered By Cadbury
Right now I’m sitting in my son’s trombone lesson, awaiting a stampede of horny moose to show up in response to some of the sounds being made in this room.
Optimal writing conditions. Exactly how Virginia Woolf recommended we work. Continue reading Stampeding Moose
This song shuffled up this morning. It’s appropriate not only because of content and also because, like the Monkees on the album cover, I, too, am wearing a turtleneck today.
I’m somewhere between Zero draft and First Draft and need to do some sort of work that “rewrite” doesn’t quite cover. “First Aid” feels closer to the truth. “Excorcism” is probably most accurate. Continue reading Zero to One Draft: Take One. Or Zero.