When Nothing Is There Sometimes it seems like the well is dry but your creativity is endless. You may just need to approach it from a different angle. Try using a writing prompt. They can both help clear your mind and keep you in your writing practice mode. Pick a prompt from one of these…
The intention is to write every day: to somehow fit the writing in somewhere in my life. The discipline is in forcing myself daily to write something even when I do not feel like it. But sometimes even the best laid plans… It all started…
This Writing Thing A movement outside the window draws my eye. Sitting up, paws in, looking at me, was a most unusual rodent with a long thin tail. My heart jumped. “Rat!” I thought, then looked more carefully. The tail was not bald; the face…
“I don’t have any positive critiques for this story. Sorry, (fake smile) but this is unoriginal and the writing is just bad.” Those are the words of a former writing classmate that plays over and over in my head. Unfortunately, she was not alone and…
Many writing workshops start their sessions on character development with a sheet detailing the hero’s name, age, eye color and hair color. They then move onto his job, his hobbies, and his family background. Next they might add a picture from the Internet or a…
There are a lot of published writers out there that are self-taught. I do not think that you necessarily need an MFA in Creative Writing in order to write and be published. To hone your skills as a writer, there are some things that you…
This Writing Thing This thing we do, writing, what is with that? Do you understand it? I do not. Not the compulsion to write down every thought, not the running commentary in my head, not the characters I have neglected over the years who refuse…
The importance of libraries, even in this digital age, cannot be underestimated. If you need to do research for your current work-in-progress (WIP), the library may be a good place to start. With trained staff and a wealth of resources (reliable ones) at their fingertips,…
The other night I went to a Meat Loaf concert. I expected to hear some great music, do a bit of head banging, and have fun. I did not expect to learn something which fundamentally shifted my understanding of what, and why, I write. I…
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