Author Archives: Susan

I can’t say whether I shall ever write another word of story, planned-out fiction be it short form, novel, or new media format.  Maybe I have ignored the furnace for too long and the bed of coals has cooled to … Continue reading → Continue reading →

One thing I am learning from Gabriel Garcia Marquez is concentration on action by character, rather than through dialogue or narrator insight.  Though Marquez may fool me, his technique is simple and straightforward.  The "because he wanted" or "she felt … Continue reading → Continue reading →

At last night’s writers meeting we workshopped an excellent personal essay and the point was brought up about fiction versus creative non-fiction being the same–or different.  The thought was that the only difference is in the lie versus the determination … Continue reading → Continue reading →

In reading novels lately, I’ve certainly come to see the need for an importance of drama.  Even when built and sustained by mini-eruptions of conflict, there must be an underlying grunt or moan that explodes into climax, and it must … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Pressure building, friends pushing, emotion happening, bubbling, hissing, valve about to blow a flow of lava words that threaten buildings from their foundations and locked doors spring open, glass explodes from window pains, crying from the fire. Continue reading →

Little by little the urges stroke my mind with whispers of "write it, write it down just as it feels."  But these are foreign and familiar, avoided for a purpose, though not of self-protection but of a need for purity … Continue reading → Continue reading →

The scales of justice hang in a balance, and the burden of proof becomes too heavy to bear with the tears of a family and tears in the pouch that’s held them together before as it’s filled with good times … Continue reading → Continue reading →