writing

Guessing a book by its cover: spontaneous collaboration

December 24, 2009

Inspired by his holiday #cnftweet on Twitter, @spitballarmy and I are making a list of typical (and atypical) gifts identifiable through their wrapping. Check out the booty as it grows under the tree over at Fred’s blog. And come add your own! Have a safe, happy, scary-clownless holiday season, everyone.

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Stewart Copeland talks writing, his memoir, and the Police: My guest post at WordWebbing

November 3, 2009

Day 3 of NahNoWriMo, and already I’m behind on my official unofficial word count—but that doesn’t mean I haven’t been writing. A couple of months ago, the Friday Project offered bloggers the opportunity to pose three questions to Stewart Copeland as part of their Strange Things Happen advertising blitz. Three questions isn’t much, but I [...]

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Good Reads: Week ending October 3, 2009

October 3, 2009

I’ve been meaning to post a set of articles that I’ve read and found noteworthy each week. Today seems as good a time to start as any. When Writers Speak: “Like most writers, I seem to be smarter in print than in person. In fact, I am smarter when I’m writing.” (Arthur Krystal) The news [...]

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10,000 words, 65 writers, 1 exquisite corpse

September 29, 2009

(What’s an exquisite corpse?) Sixty-four raging renegades and I will be pulling together to write a story over the next few weeks to be published in No Colony and nominated for a Pushcart Prize. Maybe. Who knows. The whole thing could go down in a blaze of bullets and grey smoke. No matter: for $10 [...]

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Strange Things Happen: The Green Flag

September 29, 2009

Today is my eighth wedding anniversary. (Hi, honey.) Today is also the official U.S. release of Stewart Copeland‘s Strange Things Happen: A Life with The Police, Polo, and Pygmies. (Hi, Mr. Copeland.) Which means that today is also the official U.S. in-print debut of the Green Flag. (Hi, Flag.) I’ve known this day would come for months. [...]

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Feel

July 23, 2009

Sometimes I forget. When I was a kid, I used to freak out when things went wrong. Seriously freak out. Tears, uncontrolled shaking, heaving. Full-blown panic attack. My inability to draw could turn any science project into a scene from Medea. Even now, my freak-out tendency can pop up at unexpected times. A tortellini tragedy [...]

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Fail = win

July 4, 2009

Yesterday I submitted a personal essay to an online pop culture magazine. It wasn’t great. I worked on it for weeks, reading, researching, and writing, changing the approach, editing, and rewriting; but I just never quite hit a stride. Parts of it sound okay, but the overall flow, well, isn’t. The middle is thin. I [...]

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