This is definitely a ramble… As usual, I have an ongoing project to try to improve my writing. More or less currently, I’m reading the Write Great Fiction series: Plot & Structure: (Techniques and Exercises for Crafting a Plot That Grips Readers From Start to finish), by James Scott Bell Write Great Fiction: Characters, Emotion […]
Something important to keep in mind as a parent (or any other kind of authority figger): nobody trusts the Wizard of Oz until after he admits he’s a humbug.
Hachez Cocoa d’Arriba, Strawberry & Pepper, 77% cocoa, “Suprerior Mild Dark Chocolate.” The other chocolate I had with pepper in it, I forget which brand, was somewhat of a joke. There were little bits of lemon rock candy in it, fer gosh sake, and I never did run across anything remotely peppery. On the other
Here’s the weather we didn’t have today: overcast (cast over, like a bucket of cold water onto a cat) a hand raised to the face, to shade the eyes from the wind a deep ache in the ears (this is a part of the weather) walking V8 a-kilter from leaning into the wind Instead, a
“We’re hourly until we reach eight hours. After that, we’re salaried.” –At work.
There’s a guy at work who drives a red-gold sports car, a two-seater, low to the ground, with brutal, yet sensually rounded (voluptuous) edges. I want to say it looked like a Mayan seductress. The sun-blinds in the window read, “Rocket Science is SEXY!”
White stretch limousine on a flatbed truck, the rear end dangling almost to the road surface. Thought of a daschund being carried by a three-year-old.
I’m working on a kickass project, but it’s draining, much the way opening up a wrist and attaching it to a pump is draining. The guidelines are to write ten 20-minute radio-style mystery scripts with 6-9 characters. One per week. Here’s what I’ve learned so far: First, write down a one- or two-sentence description of
