For Shame

So, when I was young and starting out in my writing I fancied myself a poet. I filled notebooks with quasi-confessional prose poems (all very terrible), one of which started out with this line:"If it wasn't for shame, I'd have nothing to wear."I won't bore you with the rest of this overworked, tired metaphor about … Continue reading For Shame

Long Time

Oh blog, how I have neglected you! Forgive me for this long absence. I attribute my inability to post to the brain drain associated with the novel revision process. Revision. It is like a vortex sucking away my time, energy and motivation. I know there are people who become energized by this process, who revel … Continue reading Long Time