It’s Not You. It’s Me.

Biden won, Trump lost, and I lost four years of my life. I did nothing of value, nothing worthwhile. I wasted time, I drank too much, I cared too much, and I need to move on.

About Not Not Writing

Don’t worry. This isn’t one of those annoying blog posts that goes something like, “Oh, haven’t written in awhile, been so busy with blah blah blah.” Okay, maybe a little, but I can explain…

Friday Fictioneers – 10/26: Still Life

Every once in a while, an image “speaks” to you. Here’s one. It’s a group flash fiction exercise. Give it a shot. You might like it.

Friday Fictioneers – 8/26: “Drifting”

Haven’t tried flash fiction photo prompts in a while, but if you’re into it – there’s no place like Friday Fictioneers.

Writing 4.7 – Moron (More on) Querying

You don’t need advice from me about querying, but you’re getting it anyway. Here are five additional thoughts about what we all hate doing.

Writing 4.6 – Ready to Be a Writer?

Too many writers quit, and that could allow less talented people to get published more often. Each time a writer quits pitching, it allows someone else’s manuscript to get into the hands of an agent or publisher. Maybe you’re just not ready yet.

Writing 4.4 – Breaking the Rules

You’ve probably heard people say “You have to know the rules before you can break them.” For a long time I wasn’t sure what that meant, not until I realized I had been doing exactly that. Here are some rules about breaking rules.

The Basement

“Bad boy, staring at my legs like that.” She pushed the toe of her shoe against his shoulder, rocking him gently. “That’s what gets you into trouble. First you’re staring. Then touching. Then. Well, then you go too far is all, and then I have to clean up the mess.”