Life in Kana-text (er… CONtext)
I confess myself to be a selfish user of social media. I put things there (at least I do when I travel, or when I write) but I don't read there. The thing is, I'd generally rather read a book. At its best, social media should be an exchange of interest. At its best, it … Continue reading “Hi, My Name is Right Brain”
"I'm a real boy!" Okay, I'm not really a boy. And I'm not newly a 'real' writer. (In my opinion, a 'real writer' is any writer who is actively, well, writing.) I'm not even new to being a published writer, in the sense that my poems have appeared in a number of publications (that even … Continue reading Channeling Pinocchio
In the mornings when I'm freewriting, I jot down in the margins whatever "extra" half-formed ideas pop to the surface while I happen to have pen in hand. I usually don't have even a full cup of coffee in me at this point (I try to sort of take my brain by surprise, putting pen … Continue reading Hashtag-TITLE
Yesterday was Bilbo Baggins's birthday. It's the only fictional-character-birthday I know, and not because I'm a big Tolkien nerd (though I am), but because it's also my sister's birthday. Just before my own birthday earlier in the month (or as I like to think of it: the annual reminder from my mother about what LABOR … Continue reading Bilbo’s Birthday (or: the Baggins-ian Calendar Proposition)
My mom, who lives a couple miles from my son's college dorm, reported this morning that he came over for dinner and laundry last night, but left after only one NCIS episode because he "had some writing he wanted to do." I'm grinning just writing that. (Christian hasn't spoken to me in five years, but … Continue reading Ready, Set… Oooh! More Research!
How's THAT for a strong finish? Thus ended my first book. Back when "book" meant folded sheets of gradeschool writing paper (blue dotted lines to guide the letter-heights) stapled within a construction-paper cover, illustrated ala Crayola. Come to think of it, "Annie Ant" also became my first published work—-a result of living in a town … Continue reading “and stuff like that until she died.”
Junior High Journalism class first impressed the term "White Space" on my mind. In the context of a yearbook page, it's just what it sounds like: the portions of page with nothing printed. But White Space took on a life of its own as we created layouts arranged around the White Space Statutes as stated … Continue reading White Space
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