Reading Time: 3 minutes Of the four ideas I started the week with, this was the only one that I actually completed. I don’t know if I ever opened it again. Continue reading Budding Writer, 1979: ‘Parameters of Pygmalion’
Reading Time: 2 minutes If nothing else, a week on the beach showed me the value of long blocks of time to think and write. Continue reading Budding Writer, 1979: Putting down tentative roots
Reading Time: 3 minutes My chances of ever contacting any of these producers would have been slim to none. My best chance would have been Buck Henry, a fellow Dartmouth alum. Continue reading Budding Writer, 1979: Fantasies of my youth
Reading Time: 2 minutes The word itself is, well, lovely, but it’s weak and nondescriptive. Yet Irving Berlin used it on at least two songs. (With videos). Continue reading A lovely day, 1979
Reading Time: < 1 minutes New writers are often told to “write what you know.” It was so much more interesting to meet Jerry, a farmer, and try to get inside his head. Continue reading Jerry-rigging a character, 1979
Reading Time: 6 minutes – FICTION – ‘It’s too far’ said the tiny voice in the back seat. ‘Yes,’ her dad responded, ‘But look how far we’ve come!’ From “He Said, She Said.” 1,500 words. Continue reading ‘Are We There Yet?’
Reading Time: 5 minutes – FICTION -The words are right there: ‘But if you want money for people with minds that hate/ All I can tell is brother you have to wait.’ A scene from ‘He Said, She Said.’ Continue reading ‘Revolution’
Reading Time: 7 minutes – SHORT STORY – In this scene from “He Said, She Said,” the owner of the Morning Sun and Evening Star tells “the troops” just what it means to go to war with an unseen enemy. Continue reading The Moral Equivalent
Reading Time: 4 minutes – SHORT STORY – “Well, folks, I don’t know how you got here but that’s not important now,” the sergeant said. “What matters is where you go from here.” Continue reading Lost
Reading Time: < 1 minutes – SHORT STORY – Is there anything sadder, more pathetic, than two old men reliving their glory days? Continue reading Last Call
