I grew up in the space age, which drew me to reading science fiction. In elementary school, I started with Jules Verne novels before finding Ray Bradbury and many more authors over the years. I wanted to write science fiction stories as I got older. Decades later, after dozens of magazines published my contemporary and
This is my annual blog post about rejection—I mean my annual blog post in which I tell you how many writing submissions I made in the previous year and then tell you how many times literary magazines said YES and how many times they said NO WAY. (Your job is to say BOO to all
On December 18th, Carteret Writers will meet at Clawson’s Restaurant on the Beaufort waterfront. We invite current and prospective members to join us for food, drink, gifts, and community. Please bring a wrapped book for a white elephant gift exchange and your imagination for a community poem activity. Carteret Writers and Clawsons share a long
Making time to write is my quest. I would rather write hour after hour, but when that’s impossible, I steal snippets of time to make notes or write entire scenes. I’ve used the back of a grocery receipt, my bank statement envelope, or even a Taco Bell napkin- whatever’s handy. For normal people, consider getting
When I stood to read my assignment to my creative writing classmates, it felt edgy and a little bit ill-advised. I had never shared my writing with anyone, much less dared to read it aloud to a group of people I had just met. The laryngitis that remained after a bout of the Omicron virus
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