About my writing:
“I see myself staunching wounds. All the pages of all my books going into a great hole in people and slowing the loss of blood.”
Talking with an old friend about art.  Her philosophy came up, and mine, and my place in the world through art.  That’s what I came up with.  I don’t [...]

To contrast my last post of substance:
Everyone thinks they can write a book.  They can’t.  Everyone thinks they’ve got a story in ‘em that’s worth telling.  They don’t.  Half of the people who’ve even taken steps to become a writer fall into this category.  Probably more than half.  And I don’t just mean get a [...]

“If I had not existed, someone else would have written me…What is important is Hamlet and A Midsummer Nights Dream, not who wrote them, but that somebody did.” ~ William Faulkner
I have a problem with people calling writing anything other than exactly what it is: a person sitting down (or standing, whatever works) and writing [...]

This post will be one in a two or three parter, provided I feel like following through with it, on the capital letter issues of writing.  Truth and big W writers. Maybe a little Beauty thrown in for good measure.
Being in an MFA program, surrounded by writers, some of us are bound to get a [...]

I love the hell out of this song.  The voice just barely holding onto its hushed tone.  You can hear Beam biting on the end of every word.  I picture teeth chopping at the microphone.  I think I’m exaggerating a bit, but when I sing it I can’t help but sing it loud.
Anyway.  That song [...]

You’ll find I’m not one for titles.  I want to preface all this by saying that I am a writer–shock– and alongside sleeping, breathing, eating, and the latter’s natural follower, writing is something that keeps me together.  Like all writers I fuck with things a little.  I smudge here, smear, stretch.  My novels are never [...]

It’s been a topic whirling around the various lit-and-writer’s blogs lately, what with the economy, the Kindle, and, well, technology as a whole: what role does the writer play in this climate? Comma, what role does the writer play beyond his or her own writing?  Comma, what is all this technology doing to us in [...]

I’ve written more here since I’ve gotten the blog together than I wrote in a month at My Heart’s Porch.  May be something you’ll have to get used to.
The above is Modest Mouse, a band I could go on and on about.  They’re great.  We’ll leave it at that.  The first post here, “The Blog [...]

So, I wake up this morning, yeah?  Had made plans to write 2,000 words today, since I’ve slacked the past few.  So, I’m trucking along, plow through a thousand in two hours.  I break for food and some real world stuff (starting off pretty great, too, like the writing) and as I finish eating I [...]

New blog, new habits.  Maybe.  I’ll try to post somewhat often here.  Shorter posts, maybe, than what I did back on the Porch.
That being said, here’s a very short one for you:  For the 3,296 words currently in my third book, I have six commas*.  I’m pretty proud of that.  For you non-writers, take a [...]