Test Flight, episode three

“The toilet’s in there,” Merv pointed at the narrow door beside the dinette table. “But it’s broken.” I crouched beside him. There wasn’t room for both of us in the entryway to the camper. “Is there one I can use?” “Oh, you can use it–for storage and the like.” I saw him peek at meContinue reading “Test Flight, episode three”

When writing becomes mediation

I’ve gotten quieter the past few weeks. There’s still the same Facebook chatter and pleasantries and commentary that amount to nothing, so you wouldn’t notice if you didn’t know me well. But it’s there, like a pause in the conversation or a break in the white noise. It’s not a bad thing–I’m not hiding. IContinue reading “When writing becomes mediation”

The Big, Big Bang

I tuned in to watch the launch of the SpaceX Starship SN8. The commentators gave a tight rundown of everything happening at ground zero–is that the right term? Ground zero? Everything was exhilarating to them, from condensation rings on the fuel tanks to the stillness around the launch pad. At long last, sirens wailed, signalingContinue reading “The Big, Big Bang”

What kind of writer am I, anyway?

“You must be a FACEBOOK writer?” That’s the message I opened this morning, complete with the capital letters. He caught me off guard. Why the emphasis on Facebook? Was he insinuating I call myself a writer but only write on Facebook? Kind of like that woman who calls herself a model but only models onContinue reading “What kind of writer am I, anyway?”

A piece from the past

I’d like to post an older piece occasionally, just to revisit it. I’ve always been a writer, but I haven’t always shared my work. Some of these early writings were my first attempts at storytelling. This is a piece from 2014, written on my phone, from my car, on the eve of my uncle’s death.Continue reading “A piece from the past”

Being a good writer… means having the courage to suck. Bad.

I wrote something this morning–something gratuitously pretentious and magnificently arrogant. Something so over-the-top I cringed while typing it. And now it’s going in someone else’s novel. I couldn’t be prouder. I belong to a writing group where people often post tidbits of their work, asking for critique. I don’t post much because I tend toContinue reading “Being a good writer… means having the courage to suck. Bad.”

The Subtleties of Subtext

This post is less how-to and more hell if I know. Because truly–hell if I do (cue shoulder shrug). I watched Pride and Prejudice last week, a mere fifteen years after its release. In my defense, I didn’t get to watch many movies the first decade of this century (I did, however, see every episodeContinue reading “The Subtleties of Subtext”

Welcome to my normal

The cat and I have a ritual. She head-butts me, and I feed her. There’s more to it, really; she meows pathetically, and I apologize for the inconvenience of her hunger (even though I know she’ll only take two bites). I grab her food and pull back the tab–making a point to fashion a scoopContinue reading “Welcome to my normal”

A Dinosaur Walked Into A RadioShack… or “Should you add tech to fiction when you’re technologically stunted?”

Once upon a time… I discovered the secret to happiness; I downgraded to a $.99 phone. That’s cents- as in “less than a dollar.” It made calls, kinda. I could hear people on the other end. Mostly. And my texts were limited to one-word responses. There was no internet. No Facebook. Nary a selfie toContinue reading “A Dinosaur Walked Into A RadioShack… or “Should you add tech to fiction when you’re technologically stunted?””