The real post title is Book of David and how I encourage those of faith without losing sight of MY own beliefs. I went second person plural in the title to create community, so it’s not all about me all the time. That’s my secret. Most writers don’t pull back the curtain back that. You’re […]
BOOK OF DAVID, pt 1: How To Encourage Those Of Faith Without Losing Sight Of Your Own Beliefs
BLOG PLATFORM, WRITER PLATFORM, LAUNCHES MEMOIR
We’ve got a joke, or more accurately my blog efforts get ridiculed, around the keyboard. Goes like this: “Why do you always write about yourself, or put yourself into every post?” I answer by spelling memoir, as in memoir blogger. “M-e … m-o-i-r. You can’t spell memoir without M and E.” Hilarity is supposed to […]
BABY BOOMER ALERT: YOU’RE OLD AND YOU CAN’T HIDE IT ANYMORE
A question for readers in the baby boomer demographic: when did you realize you can’t hide your age? Was it when you first made a skin tent on the back of your hand? The first dark spot that looked just like the one you remember on your grandma’s arm? When you noticed something […]
WRITING THE BOOK I WAS DESTINED TO WRITE
An English major joke goes like this: I like to write poetry, but I suck at writing poetry. So I wrote a short story that was worse than my poem. To fix the problem I wrote a novel and it’s the worst yet, and this explains the deluge of bad writing.
TONY ROMO WRITNG COACH
Tony Romo is getting great press as an NFL color commentator. His MVP showing in the AFC title game earned him the sort of career extension anyone would hope for. And he’s a second year guy in the booth. What if Tony Romo was a writing coach, as good a writing coach as […]
WRITE A BOOK, THEY SAID, IT’LL BE FUN
Long form writing is like a walk in the woods with no map. In the dark. With animal noises. And cliffs on both sides of the trail. If that isn’t a picture of adventure, what is? And all you need to do is sit down and write. And stay down. For a long […]
KNOWING ME, KNOWING YOU, (UH HUH)
Knowing Me As a young child in an unsupervised moment one of my playmates decided to ride his trike. I hopped on the back axle where there was room to stand and gave him a big push. Except he pulled back on the handle bars just as I pushed and popped a wheelie […]