Earth was silent, dark, dense beneath the enormous frame. Heartbeats grew further apart, the slight tremor of ice shards like glass in long lashes and shaggy coat. A dozen bitter winters, this the first when it is too much to stand. Thump. An eyelid raises, cracking its frozen seam to see a bright line in… Read More “The Last” — Advent Ghosts 2014
Following are some of my favorite moments from the 6 stories that make up the book in which I have some short fiction, River Town. It’s getting some nice word of mouth and social media energy. Any part readers of Esse Diem would like to play in that energy is more than welcome! Oh. and… Read More River Town Holiday #buzznuggets!
I have very specific memories of the first time I ever saw certain people. It’s an odd phenomenon in that I don’t know any reason when I first lay eyes on these folks why the memory instantly becomes fixed. In each case, however, such people become important to my life. My husband is one of… Read More Writing My Way Home: Silas, Swago, and The Farm Dogs
vignette (vɪˈnjɛt) – n. 1. a small illustration placed at the beginning or end of a book or chapter 2. a short graceful literary essay or sketch I’m in good company having been rejected by Brevity: A Journal of Concise Literary Nonfiction (see “Wooing Brevity”); nonetheless, I dream of joining that other, smaller party —… Read More West Virginia in Sunlight and Shadow: Writing an American Vignette
Today is my day on The Blog Tour, where writers and authors answer questions about their writing processes. My friend Suzanne Farrell Smith posted about her work last week. She is a wonderful, thoughtful, intelligent writer’s writer, and I urge you to check out her process here: http://suzannefarrellsmith.wordpress.com/2014/03/03/my-writing-process/ An absolute must-read is her collaborative work with… Read More #MyWritingProcess
Vacancy Raking his fingers through his hair, he paused at the temples. She was silent, eyes tight with increasing pain. Filthy, really, where he’d sent her to finish but he couldn’t have her bleeding inside. And maybe she was a screamer. No one wanted to hear that. His animals were circling, facing the doorway where… Read More “Vacancy” — Advent Ghosts 2013
Welcome to Advent Ghosts 2013, the fifth annual shared storytelling event at I Saw Lightning Fall, Loren Eaton’s blog about “narrative, genre, and the craft of writing.” For the uninitiated, Advent Ghosts seeks to recreate the classic British tradition of swapping spooky stories at Yuletide. However, instead of penning longer pieces, we post bite-sized pieces… Read More The World Blanches before Winter: Preparing for Advent Ghosts 2013