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
Carteret Writers Group Community Poem During our December Meet-Up at Clawson's Restaurant in Beaufort, Carteret Writers members participated in a Community Poem activity led by our president, Meganne Smith. Our poem was inspired by Tennyson's "Ring Out, Wild Bells," with each member contributing a stanza. We hope you enjoy the final poem. Contributing authors (in
Recently, I shared a reflection on Facebook. I thought little about it afterward and went on with life, letting it slip into the background. Now, as I approach the final stages of publishing my book, Beach Nights and Blue Lights, these words have resurfaced, resonating with all I’ve been through since starting this writing thing.
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
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