Monthly Archives: April 2008

REALITY? & WRITING: Thought Rain

Posted on April 4, 2008 by Susan

Wasting water in a morning shower singing Polish Christmas carols and eyes closed watching colors, shapes transform themselves from lips to eyes and back again and green to blue and black.  Is blue a guilty color? Couldn’t find the eyelid … Continue reading → Continue reading →

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LITERATURE: Tropic of Cancer – Psychological Realism

Posted on April 3, 2008 by susan

There are reasons I’m forcing myself to read this, just as I had with Joyce’s A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man.  Admittedly, I go a few pages at a time with days in between pages.  It’s tough … Continue reading → Continue reading →

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WRITING: Character Quirks

Posted on April 3, 2008 by Susan

One of the funny comments Jim Murphy made about Yolanda was that she was the type he could see would open the beer bottle with her teeth.  He’d seen it done.  It hurt my teeth to even think of it. … Continue reading → Continue reading →

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CLASS NOTES: 4/2/08

Posted on April 3, 2008 by Susan

Some pre-class notes first:  Sat down with Jim Murphy and we exchanged critiques.  I was in ninja costume so my notes to him were mostly of the cut and slash style.  I love Jim’s narrative voice.  It’s like settling down … Continue reading → Continue reading →

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WRITING: Setting & Mood

Posted on April 2, 2008 by Susan

The words rumbled across the desk, drifted and hung above the man and woman sitting there.  The woman turned and looked at the man, reached for his hand.  His shoulders rounded, softened as she watched. She blinked and changed and … Continue reading → Continue reading →

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WRITING: Lyrics

Posted on April 1, 2008 by Susan

Riding home from Goshen, a Waylon CD playing in the car, some of the saddest words I’ve ever heard: Is there any way that you can leave a little at a time….? I need time to make adjustments of the … Continue reading → Continue reading →

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