Today (defined loosely as from noon yesterday till right now), I: Took delivery on a flat-screen television, which will hopefully never have network or cable TV thereon. Spoke to my parents on the phone. Listened to Barack Obama’s speech and……
Tag: Telling Stories
Six Hours Good, Eight Hours Bad
Last night, I threw in the towel early after about 1,200 words. Not a bad output – way better than zero – and I even felt pretty good about them. I was actually reading my early chronicles of writing Loosely…
I Remember This
I remember this feeling – the elation of finishing much more of the book than you were planning on even working on at the outset of the night, especially given how late you were hanging out with other people, eating…
Eight Pages a Day
This blog may be in danger of becoming a writing blog. I think I’m okay with that, since writing is what I’ve been wanting to do since I was about eight years old, but you should probably be forewarned. I…
The Shorter Story
Yesterday, I completed* the first short story that I’ve written in years – possibly more than five years. Entitled Name Game, it still needs some editing before too many other people read it (hence the asterisk), but I think it…