Reading is life. And a life of reading is a full and rich life. How about the life of a writer? Simply said, I do not know how anyone can be or can become a writer without first being a reader. I know for me, when I started to writeContinue Reading
It’s both fortunate and unfortunate to be old enough to have lived during the analogue age. I refuse to be the rambling old sentimentalist who glorifies the old days and condemns the present time. That is not part of my personality for starters and the good ol’ days were theContinue Reading
As I sit at my desk and look into the bookshelves opposite me, all I see are old friends. The spines of the books that line the shelves have stories, personal stories that do not always have the same story as the one written within. There are the places IContinue Reading
Life in the open air. Love for another being. Freedom from ambition. Creation. -Albert Camus Albert Camus’s final point of The Physics of Happiness, Creation, is my favorite. In this one word, there are so many thoughts. When I think of creation, I think about everything from baking a batchContinue Reading
Life in the open air. Love for another being. Freedom from ambition. Creation. -Albert Camus When I was first introduced to Albert Camus’s The Physics of Happiness, I understood very clearly and very instantly the first two points. I knew life in the open air was important and in myContinue Reading
Life in the open air. Love for another being. Freedom from ambition. Creation. -Albert Camus I am a very fortunate man. I have a family of my own, people I am tied to either genetically or because we have allowed our relationship to be sanctioned by state and god. IContinue Reading
Life in the open air. Love for another being. Freedom from ambition. Creation. -Albert Camus The first time I was exposed to Albert Camus was The Stranger. It was in the spring time. I carried a copy of the slim volume in my school bag. On the outer shores ofContinue Reading
It is not easy to determine when it’s time to quit. It’s not easy to figure out when it’s time to go home. Of all the forms of bravery it takes to be a writer, bravery with the self, with others, and with your produce, the last use of braveryContinue Reading
I have known a great many writers over the years. I have had friends and colleagues who write one very short story a year. I have had friends and colleagues who’ll write a novel every eight weeks and they can continue that pace for years. I have known published writersContinue Reading