Wow. A year and a half since I've posted anything to my Blog. As with all of us I've been busy, but to skip this...shame on me!
Tragic, all the things I could have shared with you. But, I'll make up for that today.
This has been a good year for me. Made my first dollar and I've had a memoir piece, 'Eddie and Me,' placed in an anthology entitled 'How I Met My Other' published by Orange Blossom Press. My Drabble piece called the 'Ugurhu' was also published, (Drabble, is flash stuff containing exactly one hundred words,) in an anthology by Alban Lake Publishers about Birding.' A simple piece about this Birder on a forested trail who encounters a lumpy thing on a branch and all goes downhill thereafter.
All in all, I've had fun. Have sent out the first three chapters of 'The Dead Heart Breaks,' for review and am waiting for a response. Awful title selection for my poor Phillip. I've also lost almost all the sections for my poor little psychotic, Henry.
Put the Flash Drive containing his story in a safe place and promptly forgot where that was. Have torn the house apart and it still remains hidden. Maybe the dog ate it!
Sent out a thing about an Space Alien who dies and then comes back this time on earth as a tree. Now in his new life he only has the sensations of sight and touch...no voice. Maybe I should see someone?
Waxing eloquently, as I'm wont to do, "The fabulous mind of most writers couldn't remember where they put their socks if not placed in his/her shoes every night!"
The Writers Group I've been facilitating at the Cooper Memorial Library here in Clermont, Florida has been going well. Usually between twelve and fifteen writers show up for our bi-monthly two hour meeting. A large group but we seem to be managing time well.
Ron a member, just had a piece published entitled 'Sew, Sew,' comedic work about mortuary preparation. He's the fourth of our group to be published since coming. Sometimes we become so busy we forget to send out things to the wider world, don't we.
This week we discussed Prefaces. In this case it was for a poet who is combining his poems into seven chapters with a preface for each. He wants an initial overview (preface) at the beginning of his book where he can compare music and philosophy into poetry using the Masters in these fields as an example of thought and action. Clever.
I felt his work was magical but noted it was in triplet form and suggested that he might think of using narrative instead of the verse form to offer a contrast between his poems and the inspiration for his works.
The preface is an important part of each of our works because it sets the stage for the reader. I'd refer you to the opening portions of 'The Historian' by Elizabeth Kostova, and 'The Edge of the World' by Michael Pye as perfect examples of the use of a preface.
Have to stop...being called to dinner...it will not be another year before you hear from me again.
Tragic, all the things I could have shared with you. But, I'll make up for that today.
This has been a good year for me. Made my first dollar and I've had a memoir piece, 'Eddie and Me,' placed in an anthology entitled 'How I Met My Other' published by Orange Blossom Press. My Drabble piece called the 'Ugurhu' was also published, (Drabble, is flash stuff containing exactly one hundred words,) in an anthology by Alban Lake Publishers about Birding.' A simple piece about this Birder on a forested trail who encounters a lumpy thing on a branch and all goes downhill thereafter.
All in all, I've had fun. Have sent out the first three chapters of 'The Dead Heart Breaks,' for review and am waiting for a response. Awful title selection for my poor Phillip. I've also lost almost all the sections for my poor little psychotic, Henry.
Put the Flash Drive containing his story in a safe place and promptly forgot where that was. Have torn the house apart and it still remains hidden. Maybe the dog ate it!
Sent out a thing about an Space Alien who dies and then comes back this time on earth as a tree. Now in his new life he only has the sensations of sight and touch...no voice. Maybe I should see someone?
Waxing eloquently, as I'm wont to do, "The fabulous mind of most writers couldn't remember where they put their socks if not placed in his/her shoes every night!"
The Writers Group I've been facilitating at the Cooper Memorial Library here in Clermont, Florida has been going well. Usually between twelve and fifteen writers show up for our bi-monthly two hour meeting. A large group but we seem to be managing time well.
Ron a member, just had a piece published entitled 'Sew, Sew,' comedic work about mortuary preparation. He's the fourth of our group to be published since coming. Sometimes we become so busy we forget to send out things to the wider world, don't we.
This week we discussed Prefaces. In this case it was for a poet who is combining his poems into seven chapters with a preface for each. He wants an initial overview (preface) at the beginning of his book where he can compare music and philosophy into poetry using the Masters in these fields as an example of thought and action. Clever.
I felt his work was magical but noted it was in triplet form and suggested that he might think of using narrative instead of the verse form to offer a contrast between his poems and the inspiration for his works.
The preface is an important part of each of our works because it sets the stage for the reader. I'd refer you to the opening portions of 'The Historian' by Elizabeth Kostova, and 'The Edge of the World' by Michael Pye as perfect examples of the use of a preface.
Have to stop...being called to dinner...it will not be another year before you hear from me again.
