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Further Education for Writers

I've been writing fiction all my life, though it has only been at the centre of my life for the past few years (nestled between the kids and the dog, just left of my spouse, right of the cats, and smothered on all sides by art and nature.) I have always written well. I had my first short… Continue reading Further Education for Writers

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Three Cheers for the Big Yellow Bus

A late August entry in my journal includes this little ditty dedicated to parents of teenagers in summertime: They were laughing, he and she, in their private cafe, before you stepped out of your room grown tall beyond towers of blocks, beyond models, stories, construction paper, beyond anything you built together. They drained their cups and turned their faded faces, remembering… Continue reading Three Cheers for the Big Yellow Bus

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Friday Fable: the Writer and the Missing Links

You may know the old story, "The Fox and the Goat:" Prologue: A fox fell into a well and couldn't get out on his own. He swam there for a while making plans... 5 hours later: A goat was walking through the farm, just minding his own business eating a shirt, when the fox called to him from inside the… Continue reading Friday Fable: the Writer and the Missing Links

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He Said/ She Sighed Part 3 – Enough Already!

Here’s one last rant sparked by a “how to write fiction” book that advised using “said/say” as the only dialogue verb (as in, "'I spent thirty dollars on jelly beans at Mont Tremblant this weekend,' she said.") (That is a true statement, sadly. They fool you with the $2.99/100g sign. I still think in pounds. "Grab a bag each,"… Continue reading He Said/ She Sighed Part 3 – Enough Already!

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Friday Fable: The Writer and her Publicist

You may know the old story of The Moon and her Mother: The moon once asked her mother to make her a cloak. Her mother snorted. "How can I make a cloak to fit you when you're always changing from a new moon to a full moon to everything in between?" The moon burst into… Continue reading Friday Fable: The Writer and her Publicist