There’s actually a lot of unfinished business when it comes to memories of my family’s old bookstore. (For Part 1, please refer to my posting two back from this one, titled “The Back Room.”) I haven’t told you my memories … Continue reading
I’ve been meaning for a long time to write about the back room of our family’s bookstore, The Book Center (1970?-1984). I am uncertain about the exact starting date because this location known to those who remember the store at … Continue reading
Well, here we go. As Christmas presents for some friends here this year, I decided to get out the brushes and canvases again and attempt to create one-of-a-kind, personalized gifts. (Notice that I didn’t say “great artwork” anywhere in there!) … Continue reading
A good friend, being complimentary of my writing, once said, “In your stories I always know where the ceiling is.” We were discussing settings and descriptions of place in the books we loved, and she meant (and I agree) that … Continue reading
I’ve been thinking about trees. That’s probably because they figure largely into the story I’m working on now. The more I reflect, the more I become convinced that trees may well be our single most significant (natural) connection to the … Continue reading
It occurred to me this evening that I have now been a professional writer for ten years: a decade of selling fiction. So miracles do happen. For years and years, I seriously doubted I’d ever be published at all. But … Continue reading
I recall the first line of Ovid’s Metamorphoses as being “Now I will tell of things that change.” But I just looked it up, and in the first translation that Google offers, it’s “Of bodies chang’d to various forms, I … Continue reading
Lest this blog be accused of taking itself too seriously, the following posting is entirely silly. The other day, some friends and I were toying with the utterly frivolous question of “What if H.P. Lovecraft had written Jaws?” (If you … Continue reading
For me, the single most interesting part of a book is the very last sentence or two. The end of any unit of writing — be it a phrase, a sentence, a chapter, or an entire book — is said … Continue reading