I hope this weekend finds you all well, Readers and Writers! Today, I am busily compiling my annual Father's Day collaborative writing project. I wrote about this annual event three years ago in one of my very first blog posts, "Purple Hedgehogs Can be Villians, Too." The kids are older, but the writing adventure hasn't… Continue reading Purple Hedgehogs Can Be Villains, Too
I'm always on the lookout for true stories of the Second World War--whether stories of a family heirloom's history, tales of spies and subterfuge, or histories of courage even in the face of imprisonment. Today I'd like to share one of these stories with you-- Sven Sømme's, Another Man's Shoes. https://www.amazon.com/Another-Mans-Shoes-Sven-Somme-ebook/dp/B078CZ341W/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=Another+man%27s+shoes+sven+somme&qid=1587257615&s=dmusic&sr=8-1 Twenty years after her father's… Continue reading World War II in Norway: ANOTHER MAN’S SHOES by Sven Sømme
Well. It's been a while since I've posted, hasn't it? The first two months of 2020 have been characterized by a hectic schedule and illness. Between playing chauffer for my eldest child's first foray into grade school basketball, being knocked flat by some nasty iteration of the flu, and a taking on a bunch of… Continue reading My Review of Midway, 2019 (Finally!)
Today, I'd like to welcome author JPC Allen! I greatly enjoyed her first published short story, "Debt to Pay," a part of the anthology From the Lake to the River. It was filled with fascinating characters and lots of good suspense and mystery. Her second, "A Rose from the Ashes" has just been published- but… Continue reading Guest Post by JPC Allen: How to Write a 10,000-word Short Story in Two Weeks and Not Lose Your Mind
I'd intended for my next post to be on the Battle of Midway, getting myself ready for the up-and-coming film. I changed direction when my husband surprised me yesterday with a copy of a film we saw last year- Peter Jackson's They Shall Not Grow Old. I hadn't realized that it had made it onto disc… Continue reading Peter Jackson’s THEY SHALL NOT GROW OLD
In a part of the U.S. that shuts down when we get an inch or two of snow, we now have about six inches on the ground. You know what that means- TIME! Time to work on my books, time to read, time to clean house....well, at least the first two. In case you're in… Continue reading The Power of Historical Fiction and Connie Willis’ BLACKOUT
I was fascinated by the concept of Peter Jackson's newest film, but disappointed that I wouldn't be able to see it- unless, of course, I could manage a flight to the U.K. (Not likely. "Hey kids, you like the taste of Ramen noodles, right? Well, guess what we're eating this month!) While I've enjoyed some… Continue reading Peter Jackson’s THEY SHALL NOT GROW OLD
"And remember, lecture is the least effective method of teaching." My class dutifully noted this point, then settled in to listen to our professor's extensive lecture on the other methods we ought to use. The temptation to slip into lecture-mode is strong for experts on any subject. This includes writers. Who doesn't like to go… Continue reading Exploding Rats Didn’t Fit
Teaching Creative Writing was an excellent excuse to play around a bit with concrete poetry. (i.e. poetry where the shape of the text can be as important as the words in conveying a message.) The text is below, in case it's to difficult to read, though I do like it less without the proper shape.… Continue reading Great Blue Heron
I’m always fascinated by the writing processes of others. Author Jean Lee often shares music that inspires her writing. Today’s post caught my eye, as it shares songs that inspired her soon-to-be- released novel. I hope you enjoy! -Anne
I use several of Danna’s albums when I write, The Sweet Hereafter especially when I need an atmosphere of unsettlement. There is no orchestra here; often only a few string or woodwind instruments play at a time. Percussion is limited. Harmonies come and go like sunlight beneath a breaking cloudbank.
My protagonist flees an abusive home. She finally is in control of her fate…until a bizarre accident wrecks her bus. No one questions the circumstances, nor does anyone think it strange when another bus, empty of passengers but filled with everything the stranded travelers need, just so happens to come along on an otherwise abandoned stretch of interstate. Only the protagonist feels the wrongness of it all, from the ground beneath her to the sudden stillness of the trees.
I could not have closed my eyes and worked this through if not for Mychael Danna’s The Sweet Hereafter. I…
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