April 30, 2009 Let’s face it. An economy in shock is not such a shock if you are not only a writer, but a writer from and remaining in the working class. I am not allergic to the thought of making big money with my writing. Not at all. But the real joy… Continue reading Money and writing. Writing and money. Research, Truth, and Imagination.
Dear Writers, I have a confession. I am in love with a dead white English guy, a writer. If it isn’t love, at least it is a shock of recognition, a wave of gratitude at being seen, the kind of amazement when someone brings something into words that illuminates, or puts into relief, or gives… Continue reading Dead white English writer, and your sense of time and story structure.
or, The Blood Diamond of Story. Perhaps the wonderful thing about story, about writing, is the chance to reframe everything. The free field of language which in its spiderwebbing way leads us to more truth, hidden truth, forgotten truth, truth which has been obscured and deformed. Reframing everything. Putting everything back in context. … Continue reading Story, and the Republican National Convention and Minnesota Nice and East Africans in the Twin Cities and Blood Diamonds,