If you have something to say...
Say it on the Huffington Post
If you have something to say...
Say it on the Huffington Post
by Chloe Mondesir She was more than a best friend. As an only child, she was the sibling I never had. I lost her on my third day of high school. I ...
Writing the first draft of my second novel as a new mom living in Nicaragua and Miami Beach, I have no workshop to instill fear, excitement and motivation in me. But I do have one vociferous little mentor: my toddler, Amalía.
As writers, it's important to know that "what" you write and "why" you do so will surely express "who" you are. Perhaps, that's why the APA session on writing was so powerful and pertinent for psychiatrists, and the rest of us.
For the past five years, I have been living a double life. Judy with a 'y' during the day at my corporate workplace and Judi with an 'i" at night at home on the computer.
On Saturday, lawmakers in Afghanistan's parliament refused to vote on the Law on the Elimination of Violence Against Women. Yet, read any of the poems or stories on the Afghan Women's Writing Project website, and you will be filled with hope.
I'm not talking here about the mechanics of writing, though craftsmanship is important. Like a clock, a novel has many moving parts--pace, momentum, tension, plot, characterization, story arc, character arcs--and they all need to work perfectly together.
Dennis joined me to discuss a myriad of current projects, his novels as films, the state of the publishing industry, the state of his hometown after the Boston Marathon bombings, as well as this season's Yankees/Red Sox rivalry.
have survived without my computer for 20 days. I feel free... light. Actually, I prefer writing with pen and paper in cafes. I am more connected to my surroundings and I am not compromising the ambience.
Two Write for the Future College Admissions Essays inadvertently address the question as the writers explore the impacts of their parents' partings....
I am a fast reader. By nature or nurture, I cannot say. My mother is a fast reader, as is my eldest son (he is a very fast reader). I've always felt...
Norbert Blei -- writer, teacher, editor, publisher, and artist -- died late last month in Door County, Wisconsin. It would take several blogs to do him justice, so I won't even try. But I will try to explain his substantial impact on a fledgling writer he took pity on in the 1980s and 1990s.
At one time or another we've all felt the bitch-slap of rejection, I'm no exception. The following are some excerpts from rejection letters I've recently received.
We fill our spaces and silences with banter about sleep and snacks and strollers and field trips. We dance, and skillfully too, around the harder, nameless stuff -- the stuff that makes us shake with worry and spin with wonder, the stuff that makes us real.
There are enough horrors, coming out of the Cleveland abduction story, to fill countless nightmares, not to mention books, movies and any number of paranoid delusions.
When the digital image opened on my computer screen, I saw a face I hadn't seen for half my life -- my mother's.
When that eureka moment hits you though, what happens next? That huge PDF file on your computer isn't going to leap out and sell itself. You have to know how to put it out to your audience and go through the steps you need to take to get it ready for consumption.
