For me, one of the blessings of being officially retired is the freedom to follow my bliss, as Joseph Campbell recommends. Today I’ll be following it away from my computer and out into my garden. The sky is brighter and bluer than it’s been in many a day. Across the lake, I hear the joyous… [Read More]
Calling guest bloggers: my virtual door is open!
My trip to Wisconsin for my 50th high school reunion was a great success – I’ll post more about it soon. In the new schedule I envision for my blog, Fridays will be reserved for my own miscellaneous musings. I see the rest of the week shaping up according to the schedule below. As always,… [Read More]
Tripping to Milwaukee for a high school reunion
I’m off to Milwaukee for my 50th high school reunion. It’s almost midnight and I haven’t started packing yet! Need to leave the house by 8am to catch a flight out of Albany. My last trip to Wisconsin, twelve years ago, was excruciatingly painful. I developed trigeminal neuralgia, maybe from clogged ears on the plane followed… [Read More]
My blogging story arc – a field of dreams
In my mystery novels, I do my best to build tension, to keep the reader engaged for over 300 pages. More than one successful author has said there should be conflict on every page. And ideally, every chapter ends with a cliff hanger – an unresolved situation that keeps the reader turning the pages. Readers… [Read More]
Editing Excellence – Remembering My Father
“As a journalist in a newsroom, I never worried about how to write. I just did it. I put words on my computer screen to meet a deadline.” These words from Alexis Grant jumped out at me this morning. I’d left her blog up on my screen when I turned off the monitor late last… [Read More]
Norman Mailer admired my chest – because I was wearing my book cover!
Commenting on my post about blatant self-promotion, Marvin D. Wilson advised me to “let it all hang out” when it comes to hyping my books. The phrase brought back a treasured memory from 2007 – the night Norman Mailer gave me a beatific grin while he ogled my chest. Mailer was at the New York… [Read More]