Tag: Reading

Finding Time To Read

Yes, I write a lot and write about writing a lot. But one essential ingredient to becoming even a good writer is that you must read a lot. If you don't have time to read, you certainly don't have time to write. And if you do write, it probably won't be very good. I tried ...

What Motivates You?

Many people get into writing for the fame and fortune of having written the next Game of Thrones or blockbuster book turned movie. I love when people get into it for these reasons because they'll never last and it makes it easier to see those who write for the love of the story rather than ...

Literature and the Falsehood of Education

Unfortunately, while I was in college, I didn't study certain aspects of literature that I wish I had. The various parts that comprise a story, what makes a work Victorian versus Edwardian, various schemes of poetry, and other topics were discussed very quickly before being passed over. I would've liked to study the bones of ...

New Books

Well, it's pouring here in the Windy City and it's supposed to continue the deluge for the rest of the day. It'd be nice if I could be home watching the storm and writing or something but that's not and option today. Oh well, there will be plenty more rainy days to come I'm sure. ...

GTA/Blogs

Yes, I've been slacking on the blogs. I know, I know. I haven't been doing it purposefully. When I've found time to write the blog, I've been writing it. Other than that, I've been working on FN and making progress with that story. There's only so much time in the day and recently I've found ...

Frigid Nights Chapter Five

Derek found out later that Michaela had sent Jamie out there to cheer him up. Michaela and Jamie knew each other from clinicals and classes. Jamie hadn’t known who Derek was at the time, but she had heard what happened to him that day. After meeting Derek, Jamie took it upon herself to make sure ...

Frigid Nights Chapter Four

Derek wound up, raising the stick over his head before snapping it down at the beer can, sending it like a bullet through the air and into the upper corner of the makeshift net. With the tip of the stick, he dragged another can over and slapped it into the goal. Each shot got harder ...

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