The Age of Flow

I’m glad to be alive to see the growing awareness of identity fluidity in all its wonderful ambiguities and manifestations. Socially, politically, biologically the swath is widening, is more inclusive. My parents always instilled in us kiddos the understanding the world is what you make it, yes, but in conjunction with …

Beckett Missives

It might be that every writer has a Samuel Beckett period — an ardent desire for the unadorned, the brutality of life and all that. I certainly did. I remember skipping my studies one dark fall season to stay in bed reading his plays. Later on, his novels (very tiresome). …

Getting it Down 

The memoirist must be a note-keeper, a gatherer of words and impressions, ideas and sensations — a hunter of ghosts. Keep a notebook. So says Samuel Pepys, Joan Didion, Louis deSalvo, Susan Sontag… me. Morning pages. Mourning pages. A ritual of conservation, preservation of memory. A notebook traps ghosts. It …

Finding your place in the pages 

A searchable database of small presses and literary publishers, including submission guidelines, manuscript needs, response time, and other details for fiction, poetry, and creative nonfiction. Source: Database of Small Presses and Publishers| Poets & Writers

Fragment Chopin

1. Her name was Candace, and she met the trains as they came through town waving at the passengers. You never knew if you’d see them again, if ever.  2. His name was Tom and he had a famous last name, but he himself was not famous. Drew his nightmares …

A Brief History of Writing for Money 

The issue of art and money is a complicated one. Lately, I have been thinking about giving all my work away free (think: musician Amanda Palmer http://amandapalmer.net), but the mechanisms needed to do so as a writer, unlike a musician, would be too costly in the long run. Still I …

Ink in KC

The Writing Place in Kansas City has a twenty-three-year history serving the literary community. It’s encouraging to know when a writer moves to a new city, s/he knows where the ink-beating heart lies, or at the very least know where to start. I look forward to checking it out. The …

Two Roads

I’m on a long, and winding road. And, I’m afraid it’s not entirely pleasant. In fact, sometimes it’s down right frustratingly long and winding. I chide myself for taking the road at all, less traveled or otherwise. Really, I have only myself to blame. Well, partly. It comes down to …

Person from Porlock

A dream. An opium-induced haze. Either a dream or a drug helped or hindered Samuel Taylor Coleridge to realize his poem “Kubla Khan.” But a third spectre surely had a hand as well — the so-called person from Porlock. An unwelcome guest from the namesake village at the door stopped the poet mid-poem and the cadence of the poem’s music …