A few months ago I started writing a series of rejection letters to myself. Just for fun, to take the edge off my depression over the extensive number of rejection letters from literary publications that arrive in my inbox, most around the beginning of the month. The common wisdom is that you have to submitContinue reading “Writers, Tired of Rejections? Try Penning a Hermit Crab Essay”
Earlier this week I posted a photograph on social media of one of our sunflowers that had lost its head, literally. One of our recent thunderstorms with high winds must have snapped off the bud. However, this particular sunflower refused to give up. Seeking another opportunity to bloom, it managed to create several tiny sunflowerContinue reading “What Sunflowers Can Teach Us About Writing”
It’s difficult to finish things. Jobs. Relationships. Home improvement projects. A manuscript. A writer gets a fabulous idea for a story or a character and then they just don’t know whether they’ve said enough or too much. You work and work at something with fervor, and sometimes energy and enterprise fade out. You start askingContinue reading “What are the Best Kinds of Endings?”
Many years ago I had my fortune told. The psychic told me she saw me sitting at a table with another woman surrounded by stacks of books. It sounded like a wonderful future for an aspiring author. But before she commenced with her reading, she asked for a silver coin placed across her palm andContinue reading “￼Should Writers Pay Submission Fees?”
I’m not real excited about celebrating Independence Day this year. The two words that keep flashing into my mind are Why Bother? If you’re ordering fancy coffee, Why Bother? is a phase to describe a decaf skim milk cappuccino or latte. Take away the caffeine and the milk fat and you’re sipping a faded imitationContinue reading “What Does Our Democracy Have in Common with a Cup of Coffee?￼”
Remember when you were a kid and you’d lie about something small. I’d be called in from playing outside and my mother would ask, Have you washed your hands? I’d look down at my pink palms just before dinner was about to be served. They didn’t look dirty. I wanted to sit down at theContinue reading “Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire”
I find, when I tap into my memory bank, that sound is most frequently my touchstone. I think of a scene and I hear it.
They call it God’s Country, open space where the sky is solid blue and the leaves on the trees a vibrant green. Birds sing outside my window in our Maryland home, but my mind is clearer, more open to their melodies while sitting in the Cape Cod woods. Memorial weekend provides a time for reflection.Continue reading “The Juxtaposition of Life and Death Has Its Consequences￼”
As a small child I used to hide behind my mother’s skirt, when introduced to guests. Shy, the answers I gave when questioned by strangers were whispers. Alone in my room, while playing dress-up, I’d prance and sing. Pretending to be someone else gave me the freedom not to worry about making mistakes. Writing wordsContinue reading “How to Find Your Audience”
This week Ozark is the most watched Series on Netflix. What does that tell us about America?
See the world, if only for a few moments through someone else’s eyes, and you gain both empathy and knowledge.
This past weekend, I entered a piece of my writing in a contest. Generally, I’m not a fan of writing contests but sometimes to get my adrenaline going, I need a deadline. Writing contests have deadlines. To participate, you are charged a substantial fee—$15-$40. Thus, a commitment to sending in only what you feel isContinue reading “With a Little Help From My Friends”
A picture can become a starting point for inquiry.
As in the folktale of “Stone Soup”, when an entire village contributes ingredients to create a kettle of soup that begins with water and a stone; a chicken soup is enhanced by what is added both physically and emotionally.
So while the spread of the coronavirus has subsided and is beginning to become considered by some scientists more of an endemic than a pandemic; we have other things to worry about.