#AmWriting

Why I Don’t Run For A plane

Back in the late 73s, I was stuck in traffic on my way to Los Angeles International Airport to catch a PSA jet to San Diego to attend a trade show. Even then, "rush" hour traffic ran generally twenty-four hours a day. I finally pulled into a parking lot, grabbed my...

Twas the Night Before Deadline

with apologies to CLEMENT CLARKE MOORE 'Twas the night before deadline, when all through the house Not a writer was stirring, not even his mouse; The laptop was set on the table with care, In hopes that words soon would appear. Images nestled all snug in his...

If Not Now

I'm likely to catch hell for this post, but I don't care. I've written passionately about rape, bullying, drug violence. I don't think I've felt the anger I felt yesterday when 21 people, mostly children, were slaughtered in Uvlade, TX. Children who were days away...

Twas the Night Before Deadline

I always rerun this post just before Christmas in honor of the angst my fellow writers and I often feel. I hope you enjoy it. with apologies to CLEMENT CLARKE MOORE 'Twas the night before deadline, when all through the house Not a writer was stirring, not even...
If Not Now

If Not Now

I'm likely to catch hell for this post, but I don't care. I've written passionately about rape, bullying, drug...