Think of your ideal reader as the recipient of a personal letter. Not the reader of a full length book.
Long story short: I’m blogging again.
Time to be a writer, not a blogger
Written and illustrated by my seven and nine year old kids.
A mind collage. Every single day for ten years.
No excuses. Pound the pavement.
The indecision’s bugging me . . . Should I stay or should I go now.THE CLASH For a solid year now, I’ve considered pulling the plug on this blog. Truth be told, I’ve mulled this decision longer than a year.…
I wrote a book, by accident
Writing is oxygen. The air I breathe. Writing is freedom.
Always taking a too thick novel to the beach and never getting past page fifteen? Try a short story instead — my short story, to be more precise. Available on Kindle for just 99 cents. That’s cheaper than a 20…
I don’t want to be the guy on the side of the road dressed up like a cloud, dancing on the sidewalk, holding a sign that says, “50% off all mattresses. Today only!”
Sometimes I feel like I’m just writing to no one. Into the ether, if you will. Other times, I feel like I’m writing a letter to my future self. Other times, to my past self; and yet others to an audience of readers, that, by and large, I don’t even know.
I started writing poetry again back in March. I was walking through Northside library on Rio Rd. when I saw an announcement sitting atop a waist high shelf. It was a call for poems — a competition to be more…
Books are finished products, and are read from page one until the end. That’s not how books are written.
American novelist Ernest Hemingway offered up his take on the loneliness of the writing life when he said, “Writing, at its best, is a lonely life. For he does his work alone and if he is a good enough writer,…
I’ve decided to try something a smidgen different on my blog. That is, offer you the author’s point of view on writing a full length memoir such as When the Lights Go Out at 10:16. Writing can often be a lonely process, so this is me opening the door of my world to you. Today’s perspective relates to why I chose the title I did for When the Lights Go Out at 10:16. But first, a short summary of what the book is about.
“A great fire burns within me,but no one stops to warm themselves at it,and passers-by only see a wisp of smoke.” — VINCENT VAN GOGH When it is late at night and everyone is fast asleep,and it’s just you,and perhaps…
I look at it this way: with my last name alone being so comforting (“Pillow”) it’s, to quote Darth Vader, “my destiny” (to publish a children’s book).
That’s going to be part of my pitch at least.
“There’s nothing that makes me feel more like a failure than sitting down to write this story.”
“Maybe you need to reframe your mindset as to what constitutes failure,” my wife said to me. She sat across from me on the couch, a book open before her.
When contained, creativity will manifest within you in other, less desirable ways.