Somewhere Between The Siren And The Muse
I live, as I suspect many writers do, somewhere in between the siren and the muse. Remember the Sirens from Homer’s Odyssey? Just outside my studio door lurks a siren. She wears the colors of Facebook, television, and mindless reading. She uses a lullaby to entice me back under...
A Rant On The Use Of Language
“Gonna” is my most recent pet peeve. I’ve been a reader since the summer my dad pulled a fifth-grade reader from his bookshelf for me. Plowing through that compilation of stories, I found a world opened to me far from the small farm where we lived. Since that day,...