It's October, 2020. I am still working on my first novel. How is it going, you ask? It's coming along slowly but surely, the same answer I have given for years. The different thing, which is a longer answer, and only interesting to writers maybe, is that I can see the slow but … [Read more...]
Bloom
In reviewing my first draft of my (first?) novel, I have found the word "bloom" used as a verb several times. You might wonder why I don't remember writing it so often, but other writers might tell you that they, too, review their words as if reading a work penned by someone … [Read more...]
What Are You Looking At?
I'm starting to lose feeling in my face. It's just as well. I have to be hammered to get through this. Apparently, you can still smoke in bars in Milwaukee, or at least in strip clubs. My eyes water from it. I rub them, coughing. When my vision clears, I see her. Sliding … [Read more...]
