Author Archives: Susan

Since I’ve still not opened my mind up to the more fictional pattern of thinking, I’ve reluctantly decided to post a bit of my past creative not-so-good poetry that celebrates birth, life and death to tie in with the theme … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I’m doing this analysis because I said I would, but truly, this has been a personal journey and I don’t intend to hide that fact nor attempt to pass it off as necessary to a literary journal. I almost feel … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Wish I could say I’d planned this, but I must admit that the coincidence occurred to me rather than the idea being created by me: The timing of this confrontation with myself over writing could not have been better planned. … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Boy, I’m glad I started all this under the WRITING headline, and not just placed it under REALITY? because I know I’m using it as a thought process towards understanding Creative Writing myself—an extension of all the courses I’ve taken … Continue reading → Continue reading →

This has been a mildly traumatic and confusing twenty-four hours, but with the help of others—people I would never have been in touch with without the benefit of weblogging, and whose input I value because they are writers themselves and … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Thank you to all who’ve offered support and understanding through this—I’m thinking that it’s not an unfamiliar place to be to those who need to write. Basically, I can separate my sudden anxiety attack down to the following elements: 1. … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Just to clarify on the previous post that no, I did not break down in tears over my current confused state of mind regarding writing, but rather about a million other things I may not have allowed myself to cry … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I went to the college library and unloaded some guilt along with the unfinished books for the term paper (I’ll have to accept never really understanding the Mexican American War), went to my father’s house, brought him wood and groceries, … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Of all days to wander onto Pedablogue and find Professor Arnzen’s post on blogging, it had to be today. Although I cannot blame him for my current crisis, as an English professor and horror fiction writer he may have created … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Good Morning. And that’s about all I can say with confidence. I woke up this morning with some serious emotional problems about writing, so for all my prior boasting about the great waves of inspirational flow that probably bothered many … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Uh-oh…it’s gone. It was here in an unstoppable flow since September and now it’s dried up. Perhaps I just forgot how to write. Or maybe I’ve used it all up on this weblog—I’ve seen writers sign off weblogs with “It’s … Continue reading → Continue reading →