Archive for December, 2013
Getting Out Of Bed
Posted by LadyLadder in 2013: Looking Back, Linda on December 30, 2013
by Linda Escalera Price You haven’t seen me for a while. In fact, my blogmates haven’t seen me for a while. There’s a good reason. Which turned into a lousy reason. And the lousy reason lead to a downright pathetic reason. If you recall – or if you go dig in the archives – […]
Subtlety in Fiction – Trust Your Audience by Brad Windhauser
Posted by virgowriter in Brad, Character, Special Editions on December 23, 2013
Subtlety in Fiction – Trust Your Audience (Anne Tyler’s Breathing Lessons) by Brad Windhauser Understandably, writers want (and need) to develop their world for their readers. To do this, the writer needs to create characters, a sense of setting, tone, etc. When it comes to the characters, you need to provide relevant details that paint […]
Half a Year, Whole New Experience: My Time at 5Writers So Far
Posted by Ron Hayes in 2013: Looking Back, Ron on December 19, 2013
by Ron Hayes As I write this, I’m sitting on a cheese bus with two dozen teenage girls, a fellow assistant coach, a chatty middle-aged bus driver, and a handful of teenage boys who, as football players of mine, want to “help out” with things like videotaping, filling water bottles, and being close to their […]
The Year That Was: 2013 Was a Productive, Hectic Year. — Brad Windhauser
Posted by virgowriter in 2013: Looking Back, Brad on December 8, 2013
The Year That Was: 2013 Was a Productive, Hectic Year. by Brad Windhauser When I was in high school, I ran cross country. I wasn’t very good, in part because I lacked the slender frame that tends to lend itself to distance running success. I also didn’t apply myself all that well—or at least I […]
What’s your Excuse?
Posted by wordimprovisor177 in Darlene, Goals 2012/2013 on December 3, 2013
by Darlene Cah Being a creative type, I’m never at a loss for excuses. I can sit at my computer, ready to write, and suddenly, I’ll remember the cats need their nails trimmed. That’s the kind of year I had, though, some of my excuses were legitimate and considerably less entertaining than weeding my driveway. […]