Archive for July, 2015

My Writing Assistants Wear Fur

By Darlene Cah Eight years ago, I stopped into Food Lion to pick up some salad, veggies, and a bag of Sun Chips. I went home with two feisty kittens, still blue-eyed balls of fuzz I could fit in the palms of my hands. They had wandered over, across two parking lots from a feral […]

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A Pet’s Point of View: Showing not Telling in Disney’s Feast by Brad Windhauser

A Pet’s Point of View: Showing not Telling in Disney’s Feast by Brad Windhauser When writing, I’ll explore any topic or idea that piques my interest. However, I typically avoid a child’s point of view—I prefer a narrator and a vantage point infused with more maturity than the average child is capable of—and I never […]

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Big Happenings in Spartanburg, SC: The 2015 Hub City Writing in Place Conference

By Darlene Cah I’ve been going to The Hub City Writing in Place workshop, held at Wofford College every July, for a good ten years. Honestly, I lost count after year five! But every year, I can guarantee, whether the instructor is well-known, like Wiley Cash, George Singleton or Tommy Hays, is a rising star, […]

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“Never Work With Children Or Animals”

by Linda Escalera Price I’m a huge fan of W.C. Fields’ quotes. And when the topic of “Writing with Pets” came up, the above quote was the first thing that popped into my head. I don’t have pets. It’s not that I don’t like animals, I grew up with pets. But think of me as the Aunt […]

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Adapting Writing Boundaries to the Fur Children

By Jennie Jarvis When I lived in Los Angeles, I had the best writing companion. Each afternoon, I would turn to my sweet dog Arnold and say “It’s time to go to work!” He wound bound up the stairs, leading me to the top floor office where I would install myself behind my writing desk […]

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Dog Days of Summer: Writing With Pets

by Ron Hayes It’s late. The house is dark and still. Down the hall from my office, where I sit with only a dim lamp and the harsh glow of my MacBook for light, my wife and son are shut behind their respective bedroom doors, fast asleep. I’ve been clicking away at these keys for […]

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