“Whatever you want, boys, it’s on me,” Joe Laz told his sons, Bill and Lee, at the Kiwanis in downtown Aurora, Illinois. Joe was anticipating steaks or pork chops, a few respectable martinis, perhaps even a slice of something sweet for dessert. Heck, why not? You can’t live your life in a shoebox, he thought. […]Read more "Storytelling From the Heartland"
I’m writing about food foraging for my MFA. I advise others to be extremely careful when foraging for wild food. Avoid poisoning yourself. “When in doubt, throw it out,” and all that. But I can be rash when deciding what to put in my own mouth. My thesis adviser suggested I explore this paradoxical way […]Read more "My Father on Foraging for Berries and Bears"
Here’s an idea. You write a page of a story. Then maybe continue with a second page. Then a third. I read your story and become inspired. The relationship between your two romantic characters is powerful to me. I decide to continue your story from the third page. As you write a fourth page, I […]Read more "A New Storytelling Idea"
The way I write has changed over the years. So has the venue where the writing has appeared. Also, the moisture content. It has become drier as a result of working in higher education and the mental health field, spending precious, gentle, vibrant language on diplomatic emails and research papers. This has been a steady […]Read more "Measuring the Marigolds"
“Women have sat indoors all these millions of years, so that by this time the very walls are permeated by their creative force, which has, indeed, so overcharged the capacity of bricks and mortar that it must needs harness itself to pens and brushes and business and politics.” — Virginia Woolf :::::: Today, March 8th, 2013 […]Read more "International Women’s Day (IWD) – I Write Destiny"