Thanks to inspiration from El Edwards and Judy Dunn, I’ve wanted to try my “hand” (i.e. face and voice?) at video blogging about the connection between my dreams and my writing. So here’s the result. Happy viewing!
I have some Virtue Trap Quiz results to share with you!
Yesterday, photographers, model, husband, and I drove 2 1/2 hours northwest of Oklahoma City to Great Salt Plains State Park. Our goal: shooting the cover art for my novel Colors of Deception, due out in less than 4 weeks…
(Or: Confessing My Creative Recovery, Pt. 2) Awhile back, I promised to do a series of posts on Julia Cameron’s The Artist’s Way. This might or might not be the first post in that series. I don’t know yet. I’ve been keeping myself pretty well confined to Confessions of late, so after today, I might …
Smee: I’ve just had an apostrophe. Hook: I think you mean an epiphany. Smee: Lightning has just struck my brain. Sometimes, my darlingest readers, lightning-esque is exactly how apostrophes happen. They’re pretty cramazing when they happen, but I must admit they do leave one somewhat stupefied with shock. In Pt. 1 of my Confessions, I …
Today, I thought that I would move on to Part 3 of my Confessions, but as I sit down to write, I find that it cannot yet be so. I need to dig a little deeper and give account…
I have a weekly column called “What I Learned About Writing This Week” on my friend Aaron Pogue’s blog.
Now, I must needs pick up a different thread and follow that into the creative tangle. That thread, my darlings, is the religious one.
Over time, I developed a view of God that ate away at my soul like a ravaging disease. Somehow, I came to believe that the only way I could make God happy was to sacrifice whatever I held most dear about myself. And, of course, what I prized most about myself was my creativity…
Most darlingest readers, from the feedback you’ve given me on Tuesday’s post, I see that it struck a chord with many of you. On one hand, I’m glad to know that, as it tells me I’m doing some good by embarking upon this journey of creative confession. On the other hand, I’m sad to know that my “Confessions” resonate with you, because I know it means you’ve suffered through your own creative shackles…
As a large, flippered, marine mammal once said, the time has come to talk of other things. But these aren’t easy things like shoes and sealing wax, dear readers. These are hard things, and they’re things it hurts me to talk about. I need to talk about them…but the telling comes with a painful price. …