Back to the drawing board

One of the hardest parts about being a writer is that moment when you share the piece you’ve been working diligently on, just to get the feedback that “kills your darlings”. Its a dreaded process but a necessary one. As I’ve worked on my 2nd draft/revision of my novel I felt myself getting stuck byContinue reading “Back to the drawing board”

Living With the Voices in My Head

The last few weeks have been quite an adventure. Instead of pushing ahead with my novel rewrite, slogging away to get it done, I have a taken a step back to work on some much needed character development. My characters have been conversing and confronting each other for quite some time in my head butContinue reading “Living With the Voices in My Head”

The Unseen

The red pooled on the pavement leaving a Jackson Pollak in the contours and cracks as I walked, various hues of color forming as it mixed with the dirt and debris. People watched, spectators to a blood sport, walking wide around the river I left in the shade of the elevated rail. Cars slowed onContinue reading “The Unseen”

Four Beats

My son giggled as he sailed down the slide, hands high in the air, fingers reaching for the clouds. He shrieked with joy when he landed in his sister’s arms at the bottom, twins enjoying a beautiful Spring day. Lub, dub Our glasses clinked before we took a long swig of our wine, freshly retrievedContinue reading “Four Beats”

Deception of Time

The dripping of water. The buzzing of the lights. Breaths, in and out, an unending constant. I’ve lost track of the days, never seeing the light, that of the sun that is as the artificial ones over head never cease.  When I first moved into this room I tried to keep track, jotting down eachContinue reading “Deception of Time”

‘Slight’ of Hand

“I can’t bloody believe this Quinn…” David kept fluttering his fingers, his hands clammy as he paced in the room. Water seeped in from the ceiling in the corner, the smell of mildew thick on the air as the incessant drip, drip, drip echoed like a distant drummer. Their whole lives, they’d lived like this. A trailer,Continue reading “‘Slight’ of Hand”

Excerpt of “Lazarus”

I have been working the last week on wrapping up my short story ‘Lazarus’ which is the final piece in my short story collection before editing. It has been a rewarding project, acting as a counterweight to my main novel project and giving me an outlet when I need to check my brain out onContinue reading “Excerpt of “Lazarus””

Book Review: “The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue”

For many of the books I read, I don’t take the time to write a review for them, even though I think doing so would be a worth while enterprise. I do come across books that I feel I need to say something about from time to time though and this story is one ofContinue reading “Book Review: “The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue””

“Das Letzte Wort; or, The Final Word”

I walked into my office, feeling low after the university board’s harsh criticism. Who the fuck did they think they were to judge me? Was I not one of the premier literary critics in Berlin? Did they actually think they knew better than me? “Ficken Bastarde.”  I slammed my briefcase onto my desk, sending aContinue reading ““Das Letzte Wort; or, The Final Word””

“Fleeting Whisper”

Our democracy is a delicate thing and we watched it get tested like never before this week. I hope to never see something like that happen in the United States again and while processing it, I turned to writing, like I do in most instances. My musings led to the following: *** A single tear.Continue reading ““Fleeting Whisper””