It is 25 degrees Celsius. Even the bees languish in the Umbrian sunshine. Twelve women and men have come to this peaceful place set among quiet green mountain slopes write, to stretch, to commune, to feast, and to reacquaint themselves with their authentic voices....
Warning: this blog post is a bit of a ramble. It’s been a while since I posted, so many of the notions bouncing around in my head have found their place here, however tangentially connected. There are times when I literally ache for a stretch of days in which to...
There is ongoing dialogue regarding the relative efficacy of academic versus more experiential approaches to developing the creative process. And I would like to go on record as one who is bursting with gratitude for alternative methods of learning. I learned...
Recently I was speaking to Barbara Turner-Vesselago, author of Writing without a Parachute – The Art of Freefall and writing teacher extraordinaire, about the requirements and cost of writing memoir. In an upcoming article for the WCDR’s Word Weaver magazine,...
I’ve listened to agents, editors, teachers and friends advise, guide, support and suggest ways to approach and improve my novel. I’ve been down dirt paths, super highways, and regular old two-lane roads according to their direction. Although I have always written, the...
Yesterday I attended the Ontario Writers’ Conference in Ajax Ontario. It was a heart-breakingly beautiful sunny day, and I wondered aloud if I really needed another writers’ conference. I’d already pitched to two of the agents at another conference,...
