A Short Rant against Kindness Yesterday I got a rejection from an agent. It was the second one she wrote for the same submission. Apparently she thought so well of her earlier decision, she chose to e-mail me again. Here’s her comment: “The premise of the book is very compel
Don Quixote’s Quest On Wednesday, I cautioned that a writer’s worst sin is to bore his reader. Of course, that begs the question of what I mean by it. What one person finds interesting may be an occasion to nap for another. My eyes glaze to hear talk of sports, for example, any sp
Preferring non-fiction over fiction sounds a bit like an excuse for lack of publicising effort on the part of the principal organizers. If five people show at an author’s event….that’s a crowd of five. L
On the Truth of Fiction On Monday, I received an e-mail from a woman who is organizing one of the stops on my upcoming book tour. She seemed worried about the success of the event. Recently some Oregon Book Award authors visited area and drew sparse crowds. Her explanation was that
Quite a poetic piece! I, like Pooh, had to think a bit about this journalism and poetry stickiness business. Pooh would have been delighted with this story…..I was! Thanks…. L
Thoughts of Pooh Bear, Sticky Words and Other Nonsense Pooh Bear might have said, “Thinking makes me think things.” He’s made so many profound statements in his young life that I’m almost certain that he did. At least I’ll blame him for the question that popped into my hea
JENNIFER ANISTON ISN’T OLD Browsing through one of my picture magazines this morning, I came upon a photograph of Jennifer Aniston and below it were the words, “America’s aging sweetheart.” The writer meant to hurt and as I am old enough to be Jennifer’s mother, I took umb
“I SEND MY WORDS THROUGH TIME AND SPACE TO GREET YOU. YOU WILL UNDERSTAND.” James Elroy Flecker (1884-1915) Yesterday, these lines from “To a Poet a Thousand Years Hence,” came to me as I opened my blog and found that I’d had visitors. Unlike Flecker who imagines a future