Hum-drum…

As a writer in the Central Valley region of California, I feel lost. Originally from SoCal, I seem to be in a Twilight Zonesque world where writers are anomalies and not the norm as it is in Los Angeles. Where the Bible Belt of the South has somehow relocated to this most inhospitable climate and [...]

Where Am I?

I am without a mentor to guide me most of the time, a writing group to ‘facilitate’ anymore, among other things.
In short, I am up the creek without a paddle… and that’s putting it politely.

Post Writers Asylum: Epilogue (part one)

I have a strange feeling that I won’t be visiting this blog as regularly as before. PT Barnum pulled up stakes on a regular basis… Why can’t I?

Not for naught.

I closed up shop on the real-time Writers Asylum a bit under a week ago, and, predictability, one of my loyal members pipes in to volunteer to run the group in my absence. I declined, saying that it was indeed my group and that I wanted to end it–for now at least. I figured that without [...]

Independence Day…

Not to wax patriotically, but I think today is a great day to stand up for what I believe in as an artist and writer and do what I need to do to keep the blood in my veins circulating. Don’t you think this is as good a day as any to do just that?
I [...]

On waiting.

As I pine away, waiting for that trickle of revenue to come in, I can’t help but think of those writers who came before me. Writers who suffered great swaths of humiliation and personal tragedy. Writers who lived and died by their addictions. Writers who lived in abject poverty.
I pine away, but I do not [...]

Creative non-fiction newbie.

For most of the past 10 years or so, I tried my hand at screenwriting. While I was able to grow and evolve in my craft to that of a professional, I was never able to achieve the kind of success afforded a few of my contemporaries. No matter. I’ve noted several times on this [...]

Supercalifragilistic!

As the walls of collectors and other ne’er do wells come crashing on top of me, I hold out for the hope that things will get better. As an artist and writer, I have no choice but to look at the humor in all of it. After all, I need to take it day by [...]

As one door closes…

I’ve decided to close the doors to my real-time Writers Asylum group and focus on three things:
1. getting a day job that’s going to pay my family’s bills AND support my writing.
2. writing.
3. getting published, optioned, and/or sold.
For the past eight (8) years, I felt great being of support to other writiers, but, especially in [...]

Ignorance…

Not that I’m smarter than a fifth grader (I am… most of the time… I hope), but whenever I feel I’m absolutely right, I have to go back to do a little research.  More than likely, I may be right in a general way, but I need to get the facts/information down pat in order [...]