#writing steps

As much as I love this scene, it doesn’t work for my novel, The Vanishing Pill. Punter’s film had finally uploaded and was ready to view. It opened with Punter handing over a kilo of cocaine to the Head of School, Lilly Castor – played by the Head of the Fine Arts Department – as a bribe to not expel him. The meeting concluded with Lisa accepting the cocaine and then doing a gang handshake with…

Writers are the biggest cowards of all. Instead of facing the horror of reality, they tire themselves out with fairy tales to get a better sleep.

Don’t touch it! Leave it like it is. Leave it before you measure and weigh it and see what it is and all that. Just let it be. At least for a while.

I’ve read a number of books by writers about writing, and two things have stuck with me over the years. Ian Fleming attested to writing five pages every day before noon he could spend the rest of the day swimming and drinking. (I substitute swimming with hiking.) And Ernest Hemingway was very clear in his autobiography, A Moveable Feast, to not to drain the brain so that you always have…

There is nothing like shutting up about the writing process - whatever that is - and writing instead, clattering away on who's knows what but what seems to work right now.

There is nothing like shutting up about the writing process – whatever that is – and writing instead, clattering away on who’s knows what but what seems to work right now. There are pauses between the bursts, leaving me staring dumbly, hands dangling apelike, not thinking about writing but trying to remember the next bit and chase after that before it goes. Yeah, back to that.

I don't shy away from sharing my thoughts and experiences in my writing through my alter egos Buzz, Dee and Davis. They've been shamefully drunk, horribly abusive and have fucked whoever and whatever they could.

My creative writing teacher in college, Viktor Coleman, told me that I obfuscated too much in my writing, meaning that I put up barriers to avoid sharing my genuine voice. His analysis pissed me off. “All this guy cares about is fucking his hot students,” I railed to friends. “He doesn’t give a damn about what makes writing work.” I don’t shy away from sharing my thoughts and experiences in my…

You will be surprised to hear, as am I, that I am inspired by Ray Kroc, the fictional one anyway. It's all I've got to go on now. I've been frustrated over these some forty years of fighting to get something published...but it will happen...right?

Having completed the 9th (or 11th?) draft of Anori, I have no clue what I have written. Some of it flowed just as I remembered. Others parts had to be reworked...to what effect I have no clue.

Having completed the 9th (or 11th?) draft of Anori, I have no clue what I have written. Some of it flowed just as I remembered. Others parts had to be reworked…to what effect I have no clue. Dee was consistent. I think. As was the tone. On the verge of death or already dead. Something like that. Anyway, I shouldn’t be blogging about this. I am a cotton-headed ninny muggins at present. Instead I…