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Along with simply taking a nearly 300-page book and getting it down to, at most, 120-pages, there is a lot more that needs to be done in order to get the same message across in a much more visual platform.
Those of us who use our own life experiences as material are certainly no strangers to judgment. And that alone gives us the right to fly our fearless flags high.
I enjoy reading well-written books where there are earth-shattering secrets, a race against the clock, harrowing twists and turns, lives constantly under threat. But I don't have an itch to create one.
Spiritual counterculture are harder to define, hosting a multidimensional mix of spiritual awakening, new media activism, visionary art, punk attitude, permaculture principles, Burning Man aesthetic and Occupy ideologies.
There's a point in most hero tales where the hero (or heroine) has to face a death -- either real or metaphoric. It's only after this death that the hero can reach his or her potential -- can become truly a hero.
Most retirees spend money doing things they couldn't afford or didn't have time for before they retired. My guilty pleasure is eating out. Here's why.
In this age of mobility and information, there simply isn't any time for such a thing as a long, flowing, hand-written letter.
For fiction writers in search of a publishing outlet, these are the best of times. For fiction writers in search of readers, this is the worst of times. For fiction writers in search of monetary rewards it is, for most, a disaster.
At mid-life, our favorite songs compile quite the anthology, from the music that played at our high school prom to the first dance at our wedding.
Suddenly, I'm a writer who used to draw. How'd that happen? Like all skills, your abilities develop the more you do something, and atrophy the longer you're away. You want to be a writer? Write. Looking for inspiration as a writer? Write.
Like every other published writer in the universe, people I meet at parties inevitably tell me they want to write. They launch into describing their novel or short story or business book idea and I break in gently (I hope) to ask, "When do you write?"
One year and three chemotherapy treatments later, she still has a wicked sense of humor, albeit a slowed-down delivery. And although only a tuft of hair has grown back, she is still beautiful.
She's a city for the all senses, for artists and writers and musicians and dreamers, for fantasies, for long walks and wine and lovers and, yes, for mysteries.
In my chat with Klosterman, he expounds on the subjects he writes about often -- music, sports -- while tackling the question of whether cavemen were, in fact, the most interesting people ever.
What carries meaning or significance for you? When is an object, event or occurrence more than what it appears on the surface?
It's not like writers are ballerinas who can't do splits without injuring ourselves after a certain age, or even football players too fat to run. Is it?
