“… the alteration of a word can throw an entire story out of key.” Ernest Hemingway I have had people criticize my work for breaking conventional rules of writing and grammar. Sometimes, these notes are accurate, and I make corrections. More often, they are given by those who believe themselves superior to the storyteller. These over... Continue Reading →
Hemingway had a simple trick for overcoming writer's block. In a memorable passage in A Moveable Feast, he writes: Sometimes when I was starting a new story and I could not get it going, I would sit in front of the fire and squeeze the peel of the little oranges into the edge of the flame... Continue Reading →
I have gone back and forth about actually posting this. If you are reading it, then I did. Obviously, this really "got my Sicilian up." The following is my opinion. It is a strong opinion and it can be at times mean spirited. I make no apologies. It is a topic about which I am... Continue Reading →
MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE I have decided to accept proposals to determine which literary agent/agency will earn an exciting opportunity. I am offering exclusive rights to represent me and all of my current and future works. That's correct, this could be your chance to get on-board with an author whose writings challenge accepted... Continue Reading →
According to Jenna Blum in The Author at Work, “Hemingway said that only the tip of the iceberg showed in fiction—your reader will see only what is above the water—but the knowledge that you have about your character that never makes it into the story acts as the bulk of the iceberg. And that is what gives... Continue Reading →
“To Write with Power You Must Find the Essence of Things” by Nick Wignall https://link.medium.com/zWTL8YWqaY
Since I have yet discovered the path to earning a living as a writer, I have another career, one that takes a great deal of time, attention and devotion. Yet, that does not change the fact that I have a compulsion to write. There are some days, actually most, that if I don’t sit and... Continue Reading →
As Hemingway wrote Bernard Berenson late in the 1950s, “Writers of fiction are only super liars who, if they know enough and are disciplined, can make their lies truer than the truth.”
You often hear people say, "Don't live in the past." What if the past is the only place where happiness is found?
"Writers take tours in other people’s lives, and readers must be canny enough to understand that some writers like to play a mean little game of misdirection when it looks as if they’re inviting entry into the private back rooms of the writer himself." I write of the damaged and broken, because that is... Continue Reading →
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I'm just curious, am I the only Big Bang Theory fan, that was always hoping that Penny and Sheldon would become a couple?
Sun bright Temperature just right Eighty in the shade Just like the county of Miami Dade Breezy and light Hope never again comes night Me and the dog Proverbial lumps on a log In the intense yellow haze Nothing gets written as we enjoy the summery laze
Capitalism requires the exploitation of people and resources. Socialism requires the exploitation of the spoils of capitalism.
I wonder, with all the money American Ninja Warrior takes in, if the athletes are financially compensated besides the possible million dollar prize. It would be disgraceful if the announcers, who are interchangeable if even necessary, cash a paycheck to yell nonsense and the athletes who train year round for a single elimination competition, risk... Continue Reading →
Have our collective taste buds become so deadened that BK's Whopper is the new standard for a good burger? With all the condiments, can you ever taste the actual burger -- real or fake? Try In and Out, Five Guys, or any other burger place that makes a good burger and order your slider plain.... Continue Reading →
More great stuff from Sean C Wright
Mondegreen: noun. Origin: English; 1950s.It’s a word or phrase, so often misheard that it becomes common to say it incorrectly. Examples:
Right:All intents and purposesWrong: All intensive purposes
Right: It takes two to tango.Wrong: It takes two to tangle.
Many song lyrics get mondegreens!
I’m pleased to announce the release of my 8th book, Skoll’s Diary.
Africans and African Americans left Earth in 1900, and went to another planet in The Milky Way to escape mistreatment…
It’s now the year 3005 on that terraformed planet. We get a peek into the life of a bright and sensitive teenaged boy, Skoll, through his journal. He loves his world, but is curious about life on Earth. Then…
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...no matter how much we did or didn't get along with our shipmates, we were never the enemy, we didn't betray one another, we always had each other's backs, and we would give our lives for one another.
The midday sun directly overheadThe rays strongThe heat intenseBathing in ninety degree airDamaged joints are soothingly relievedDampened spirits liftA smile touches the soul
Cloudy skies Atmosphere close Air heavy with moisture The sun struggles to break through
Today was a good writing day✒️. The first draft of my latest novella, the 4th in "The Damaged and Broken Collection," "The Comfort of Despair" is nearly complete. I should wrap up the first draft Monday night or Tuesday morning and then four re-writes and it will be available on Amazon. Then starting number five, "It Is Never... Continue Reading →
You hurt me today You returned — into my life We seduced one another Again — I fell in love You hurt me today Your passions at home — unfulfilling To me you turned — wanting Lustful needs — yearning You hurt me today Your wanton sexual desire — now fulfilled My love fueled passion... Continue Reading →
Still is the air Quiet is the breeze Sun heats all it touches Warmth feels so very good A man and his dog laze away the day.
It all boils down to 4 points: encourage people to think encourage people to discuss encourage people to understand encourage people to take action
Day becomes night -- despair Night becomes day -- dread Stressed -- always Lied to -- daily Betrayal -- constant In relationships -- yet forsaken Crowds -- still alone Joy -- gone Happiness -- forgotten The present -- misery The future -- hopeless The past -- tightly clung Appreciated -- not Each day -- only... Continue Reading →
The heat of day fuels a heavy, water laden atmosphere. The cool of night turns that stored energy kinetic. Multipronged furious frightening flashes illuminate the darkened sky. Rumbling moans unleash a torrent of tears. Rapidly the ground is saturated. Soaked soil can absorb no more. A final furious flash followed by a hollow, cacophonic cavernous... Continue Reading →
Am I the only person who finds "Captain America - The Winter Soldier" to be the best film adaptation of a comic book? The plot, the writing, and the direction make for a film that would be phenomenal without the superhero character.
Air -- heavy Breeze -- hot Colors -- brilliant Days -- lazy Environment -- relaxed Fresh -- mornings Gusts -- strong Heat -- soothing Iced tea -- refreshing Jackets -- unnecessary Kites -- soar Lawns -- green Mundane weather -- welcomed November -- not far enough away Oceans -- calling Pristine -- sunrises Quality of... Continue Reading →
... the damaged and broken, because that is the norm. For each person who overcomes their demons, there are hundreds, if not thousands, who do not.It is their stories I tell. “Who am I?”I am an independent, self-published teller of tales,an author, as of yet, scarcely any renown.However, as a storyteller, I know who I am,and... Continue Reading →
Great information for independent authors, and anyone who regularly uses FaceBook to increase awareness of their works.
I remember when I would post a link to an interview and sell anywhere between 5 or 10 books within a couple of hours. Now, with the changing algorithms, and news-feed prioritization, we are lucky if what we post is seen by more than a dozen of the same people and fewer if we post a link.
FaceBook is a business, not a social media business, but a data mining business. They give us “free” access to their platform and technology, but we have to be honest — there is a price with their free. Sadly, one of those prices is the loss of ability to effectively develop a brand by spending relatively little, to no money. I believe the days of “free media” on FaceBook, along with other social media sites, is something that will continue to disappear.
My support for the independent author community is strong. I buy, read and review around 2 – 3 books a month from independent authors. Often times, that support is returned, and sometimes it is not. It is important to recognize, that if we want others to support us, we should make an effort to support others.
What started as a platform to connect and create new friendship grew to become more. It gave a chance to many of us to create a fanbase for our art. What used to be a light lost its shine. What used to give us freedom now tries to blind us.
It Started Small
Facebook is the number one platform for many artists and authors in the indie community. Many of us depend on this particular social media to develop our social media platform and create a follower base.
It started with opportunities to boost posts and create ads. Following, Facebook grabbed all the advertisement it could to overflow the newsfeed of its users. It was like watching a movie with except with every five scenes you got five minutes of advertisement!
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As a boy, everything I began I quit. As a man, once commenced, I never ceased. Often, to my detriment, I battled to no longer be called “quitter" The result was the same --- more failure than success. I turned my back on my calling. I followed the path of others. Education, career, marriage. The result was the... Continue Reading →
Tick Tock The hands move Tick TockRepetition digs a groove Tick Tock A stuttered circle sweepsTick Tock Life expires, the heart weeps Tick TockSeconds, minutes, hoursTick Tock It is all that is truly oursTick Tock Time only exists within the confines of a clock
Simple, sound advice “Becoming a Real Writer: How to Start Building your Portfolio” by Karen (Power) Hough https://link.medium.com/WcQY8hINNY
Good information for any writing endeavor. “Improve Your Article Writing Overnight” by Jessica A https://link.medium.com/9SyTtDxNNY
Am I the only person who wakes up every morning and says "Well, I am still in purgatory." "Jesus Christ -- How many more days of atonement must I serve?" I write of the damaged and broken, because that is the norm. For each person who overcomes their demons, there are hundreds, if not... Continue Reading →
A question to my fellow bloggers. I used to follow a blog by WordPress blogger Ilona, titled "Easy Diet Blog." It was very much the polar opposite of mine - uplifting and positive. It was for that reason I used to enjoy checking it out. I know blogs come and go, but, I'm just wondering;... Continue Reading →
Wake up flat Not happy Not sad No anticipation No dread The day will pass No particular hurry Absent urgency Chained to valueless toil The damaged shuffle Scraping scraps of meager meaning Tightly holding on Courageous is the struggle To maintain To not take the step To not become the broken I write of the... Continue Reading →
“Building Your Audience Isn’t Magic” by Michael Thompson https://link.medium.com/XFvMrzTNNY
The most powerful part is the imagery at the very end of the video -- watch it to the end. The message is unspoken, poignant -- and tragically, forgotten.
Pointless We rise early, work late, toil under enormous burden for what -- to purchase "things" we don't need -- nor have the time to enjoy Meaningless We work hard, skimp on breaks and vacations, follow the capitalist model -- our labor and goodwill, exploited and unappreciated -- all for another's gain Sleepless Our work... Continue Reading →
The following is a scene I had left out from "Tortured and Tormented - creating a school shooter." It was omitted because I ended up taking out the grandmother role in the final text. Next I had intended to use it in, "Is Suicide Painless." It would have taken place when the narrator was telling Sunny about his... Continue Reading →
Alone On the porch Morning coffee Eyes fall shut Dream? Breathing rapid Skull, searing scream Chest muscles fluttering Heartbeat suddenly silent Gasping for air Head quiet All stops Adrift A black ocean Emptiness Silence No Joy No Anger No sadness No glee No panic No calm No fatigue No energy No gates of pearl No... Continue Reading →