She sat in front of her computer, stared out the window. She waited. Nothing came. Successful writers say all she has to do is put her butt in the chair. You can't be a writer unless you sit down to…
View writingNo one knows that she has a tangerine colored vase in her backpack, that she carries it to remind herself to take her time and study the flowers along the path to whatever domestic errand she is running. She has…
View writingShe, at 33, was the oldest woman he'd ever dated. He, on the downward slope of 50, . She failed the pencil test, did not sneeze loud enough, which revealed something about her orgasm,
View writingDays like this I feel as if I have no skin Everything hurts me or makes me cry every comment, every tech snag, every missed phone call is one more thing I have to deal with and I already have…
View writingChase stepped out of his trailer just as I was crossing the weedy patch from the dumpster. He was wearing a t-shirt and jeans instead of his work clothes. Seeing him, Denny’s pit bull wagged his tail in the dust.…
View writingHer mother talked about the blue cities east. She made them seem amazing and eternal, but now that all the blue cities to the east have been destroyed, she wasn't so sure. "Don't the Talon like the cities?" her mother…
View writing[An exercise, maybe the start of a short fiction piece] "Did you hear me? It's so annoying when you walk and look at your phone at the same time." He knew that she felt this, she berated him every morning…
View writingIt’s so funny that I used to help people write their personal statements for their graduate school applications, and here I am struggling to write my own. As I said to countless clients, it is a tough genre, since it…
View writingFor nine and a half years, my husband and filmmaking partner, Kenji, had a series of wrong titles for his documentary. During that time, we'd come up with something, convince ourselves it was the right one and live with it…
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