I watched my first Punch and Judy puppet show on YouTube—the gritty, not for children, version. And I have to say, some days I wish I had a slap stick, which would make me someone’s antagonist, but there are people in this world who need a good whack. Read more
1968
Dad’s quest to find the infamous Lost Dutchman’s mine in the Superstition Mountains, east of Phoenix, sent us rambling up and down rut-filled roads that were not on the map. Read more
Scrivener stores, organizes, compiles, and so much more. I use the Windows version and love it. Now, if only there were a brain version.
I can dream…
In the mean time, I’m enjoying the tutorial YouTube videos by Karen Prince.
Happy writing!
I made up this dialogue quip to keep them straight.
“Lay the object down now.”
“I laid the object down yesterday.”
“I have laid the object down every day.”
“Don’t lie.”
“I’m going to lie down now.”
“I lay down last night.”
“I have lain many times.”
Even though fictional stories are most often written in the past tense, the story is usually current action, being seen or experienced by characters. For example: She lay her head on his shoulder. She laid her head on his shoulder yesterday as well.
Short answer: If you don’t understand where you’ve been, you may not know why you’re here. Read more
The Roadside
Some have accused me of being stubborn. But I say, determined. As long as I can remember, accomplishing my goal took precedence over punishment, eating, sleeping, or spending time with people. The reason is a mystery but the memories are clear. Read more
Garland Texas 1966
If I could, I would climb a tree to the highest branch, sway in the breeze, and peer over the world in safety from it.
A mimosa tree grew between our house and the neighbors on Gardenia Street and my brother Barry sat in it. Staring through shady limbs of fern like leaves and fuzzy pink flowers I yelled, “Help me up.” Read more
Garland Texas 1965
Swinging makes me happy. It reminds me of being four or five in the backyard of our Garland Texas home, swinging to the hum of a neighbor’s lawn mower and the spicy smell of fresh cut grass. Read more
Call me weird, but I read one star ratings before choosing a book to read from Amazon. Some authors complain that competitor authors troll and leave bad reviews. I have no idea about that, but I find the brutally honest one star reviews point out characterization and plot flaws. With the bad side pointed out, I move up the star ladder. By the time I read the last two five star reviews, I know if I’m buying. As a newby writer, I pay attention to the one star complaints in order to learn what works and doesn’t work, from other picky readers.
Write with Heart
Because romping about is not socially acceptable.
