Author Archives: Susan

I swore I would stop entering personal posts in this weblog, but in doublethinking the decision, isn’t this writing as well? My reason, goal, and intent for this particular log is to keep it oriented toward literature and the reading … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I do feel “A Seasonal Life” is winding up to a point where it may be finished today as Part V. Lord, it’s never taken me this long to write a story. (That’s Lord Lettuce Head by the way. The … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I note that in my recent writings, my style has changed a bit. While I still tend toward the formal and attempt proper grammar (excluding the little problem I have with verb tense)—that has always been my writing style. In … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I’d always believed that writing, as well as visual art, is a natural talent, and have gone so far as to question whether the study of either is helpful or indeed a hindrance to an inborn creative ability. I remember … Continue reading → Continue reading →

In A Seasonal Life, I find myself looking ahead, and guessing where it is heading. But then I am reminded of Push, The Bully, and remember that I cannot merely advance the plot by putting words in the narrator’s mouth … Continue reading → Continue reading →

“Morning, Hon,” says William, and you’d never know he doesn’t love me. His smile is open but empty; devoid I think, of feeling that he may not even think to feel. He’s handsome still, with just a touch of graying … Continue reading → Continue reading →

We all know what we are best at writing, but it does not always seem to match what we choose as readers. My favorite reading is probably murder mysteries, preferably true or based upon real life crimes. I have attempted … Continue reading → Continue reading →