Fruitful Work And so it came about that I, bored from lack of paying work, tired from a year of travelling, walking uphill, downhill, along streams, lakes, tiled streets, cobblestoned avenues, gazing where the daffodils were, probably, blowing in the spring, in places as diverse as The Eastern Townships, The Bruce Pensinsula, Lisbon,…
In the November of 2014, I wrote a short story. It was very raw, very abrupt and it didn't really work. But it did have one central theme that seemed to have lots of potential. I showed it to Anjana Dutt and we went back and forth over it for several weeks. Over the next…
I'm still here. Been busy as a bee. And I need your help. But before we get to that... we have to digress a bit. <Digression Alert: But why are bees always represented as being busy? Why not busy as an ant? Have you ever seen an ant lying around goofing off? No,…
As usual, The LastWord has applied to The SloMan to write a post to Make an Announcement.
The SloMan, slow and infirm as he is, is obliged to oblige The LastWord, mostly because he, The LastWord, has obliged The SloMan by taking over the bulk of writings that this blog is obliged to present to its readers. Few they may be, but a blog cannot exist without some obligor / obligee relationships between writers and readers.
Readers are advised to (more…)
In this, for the first time ever, I shall attempt to write a serious post. Come along for the ride, as we explore the process of writing a novel. I have never taken a creative writing class or literature appreciation classes. This guide, therefore, is perfect for the lay author, written as it…