I hate waiting. I need to be patient, but...as the old saying goes: I want patience...NOW! I feel like half the writing game is waiting. Well, maybe a third. I let an idea percolate in my brain and WAIT 'til it's better developed before I write it. Once I've written the crappy first draft, I… Continue reading Waiting
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The City: A Slice of Life
In honor of this fairly bad day, I offer up this little vignette. Enjoy. # The city, in all its infamy, loomed before Cindy, the one, the only, the fabulous...But it mattered no more. Cindy was a has-been, a washed-up star of the moving pictures before they became talking pictures. Where there ought to have… Continue reading The City: A Slice of Life
A Frayed Knot and a Short Story
This is where a joke could possibly be inserted. But this isn't funny. This is serious. I'm serious: my nerves = frayed. You see, one of the sad truths about being a writer is that we take things too lightly and too seriously at the same time--at least, I do. "What is she taking seriously… Continue reading A Frayed Knot and a Short Story
The Art of Hearing “No!”
No one likes to hear no...unless they're a masochist. Writers, artists, actors, poets, etc. must hear no way more than the average human being (had to differentiate between us and cats: "NO, TIGGER! Get off the table!") But how to handle no? It feels like rejection. It feels personal, when someone rejects our "children" aka… Continue reading The Art of Hearing “No!”
Still here!
Yes, I am still alive, just very busy writing and reading (big surprise, eh?) A lot of what's on my TBR pile is non-fiction, and I have instructional videos I've been watching. All of this is research for my work-in-progress, which is a mere 23,000 words away from completion. Huzzah! I have squeezed in some… Continue reading Still here!
Throwback Thursday: Poetry’s Darkness and Light
The weird truth about me that may or may not be genetic: I cannot hear meter. I cannot hear stressed syllables. Neither can my dad. Inherited? I don't know, but I do know that all I can write is blank verse (or is it free verse? I'm forever confusing the two.) Here's a stab I… Continue reading Throwback Thursday: Poetry’s Darkness and Light
We Don’t Need No Education–Or Do We?
To be honest, I really hated school. I hated the sameness, the predictability. I knew that I was going to argue with my teacher over math (every. single. day.) I knew that I'd flunk the science quiz no matter how hard I studied. And I knew that I would be all too relieved when it… Continue reading We Don’t Need No Education–Or Do We?
Happy Woman’s Day
Happy Mother's Day to the mothers 🙂 Happy Aunt's Day to the aunts 🙂 and a blessed, happy day to every woman who doesn't have a child to call her own. Why did I include every woman on this glorious day? Because they all deserve to be celebrated and today seemed like a nice day… Continue reading Happy Woman’s Day
Beth Overmyer 