A couple of weeks ago, I had my trial by fire. I attended a meeting of my erstwhile writers’ group and read a passage from my novel. I had taken a few weeks off work to make some headway on the novel and I had about 40 pages of material from which to choose a …
Whan that Aprill with its shoures sote The droghte of Marche hath perced to the rote, And bathed every veyne is swich licour, Of which vertu engendred is the flour; Whan Zephirus eek with his swete breeth Inspired hath in every holt and heeth The tendre croppes, and the yonge …
“Literature is a toil and a snare, a curse that bites deep.” Or so said D.H. Lawrence. Which gives me some comfort, because I seem to be doing all I can to avoid my writing, this morning. I’ve spent the last couple of hours brewing a Shitake Beef Stew that will be consumed tonight. I’ve …
It is dark and rainy in Vancouver. Spring should be evident by now, even if we haven’t officially entered the equinox. The cherry blossoms should be out, but there is no sign of them at all. It is cold and miserable. I have taken a few weeks off work to make inroads into my novel …
I’ve taken some time off work to give some overdue focus to the novel. For the past week, I’ve been buried in writing, re-evaluating what I’ve done, doing new research and striking off in new and exciting directions. It’s been a productive five days, I would say, and I feel a renewed sense of passion …
I was at a meditation workshop this past weekend, and found it a gold mine of inspiration for my writing. We did many hours of meditating, and as the noise/clutter of my mind died down into the great quiet, there were these large nuggets of ideas, sitting there. For the first time, I saw the …
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