The Rush to Fiction

Clinton, South Carolina, Saturday, March 18, 2017, 10:25 a.m. It’s been a lovely cruise, this week. Other than a couple cold nights at athletic fields, it was mainly noteworthy for what I am doing now, which is typing in various directions. This wasn’t nose-to-the-grindstone typing, in part because I own no grindstones, but also because the writing was interspersed by reading, watching, and playing (guitar). … Continue reading The Rush to Fiction

I Don’t Know Why, but I Know When

Clinton, South Carolina, Wednesday, March 1, 2017, 10:45 a.m. Sometimes a football team knows full well the importance of a game, and it knows it had better play well, and all the players tell themselves they’d better be ready and … sometimes themselves just don’t buy it. The fans simplify. They talk among themselves, and say the coach didn’t have them ready, or all the … Continue reading I Don’t Know Why, but I Know When

Spanning My Literary Globe

Clinton, South Carolina, Monday, January 23, 2017, 9:35 a.m.   I had another brainstorm overnight. I’m working on two literary projects. One I’ve been working on for several months. Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell is up to about 80,000 words in first draft. Two weeks ago, another sleepless night led me to a second project, tentatively titled Lightning in a Bottle, and I’ve written about 10,000 … Continue reading Spanning My Literary Globe