Word are flowing out....
My short story, "Vanilla", appears in the current issue of The Hudson Current, in print and online: Back Page
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
Sunday, August 24, 2008
911 Writers Block Help
Dialing for Dialogue
Stuck? 911 Writers Block provides emergency settings, characters, dialogue, verbs, ways to "kill a character", and endings, such as:
"You drop the antique gold pocket watch into a storm drain. It has brought you nothing but pain."
Hmm, everything except plots -- except, I suppose, by implication.
You select your emergency help by pressing a button on a telephone keypad. Cute.
Stuck? 911 Writers Block provides emergency settings, characters, dialogue, verbs, ways to "kill a character", and endings, such as:
"You drop the antique gold pocket watch into a storm drain. It has brought you nothing but pain."
Hmm, everything except plots -- except, I suppose, by implication.
You select your emergency help by pressing a button on a telephone keypad. Cute.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Word of the Day: incunabulum
Word of the Day
incunabulum (n)
A book printed before the 16th century; artwork from an early period
"'It's a long story, Sergeant. A few months ago we had a rare book stolen from this room. A beautiful old Tier Buch -- a book of animals -- an incunabulum.'"
--Carey Magoon, I Smell the Devil
I attended an antiques fair last weekend in upstate New York. There were many old books there -- though not as old as incunabula. The aroma of musty, falling-apart books invokes the past like nothing else, I think. Nostalgia stinks?
incunabulum (n)
A book printed before the 16th century; artwork from an early period
"'It's a long story, Sergeant. A few months ago we had a rare book stolen from this room. A beautiful old Tier Buch -- a book of animals -- an incunabulum.'"
--Carey Magoon, I Smell the Devil
I attended an antiques fair last weekend in upstate New York. There were many old books there -- though not as old as incunabula. The aroma of musty, falling-apart books invokes the past like nothing else, I think. Nostalgia stinks?
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Stress Remedies
"We could learn a lot from crayons....
....Some are sharp, some are pretty and some are dull. Some have weird names, and all are different colors, but they all have to live in the same box."
More such wisdom can be found at Stress Remedies.
....Some are sharp, some are pretty and some are dull. Some have weird names, and all are different colors, but they all have to live in the same box."
More such wisdom can be found at Stress Remedies.
Monday, August 11, 2008
Brain Dump
Brain Dump
Let me take you down to business is bad boy band together we can do it was the best of times change your life on Mars invaded China dishes break the silence is golden parachute opens the door frame up to you never know your own strength in numbers don't lie down to business. The rain falls under the bridge the gap between the two by two steps forward march madness. I have a question authority to order in the court disaster planning a vacation time is money is the root cause and effect a change in the weather report to me.
Let me take you down to business is bad boy band together we can do it was the best of times change your life on Mars invaded China dishes break the silence is golden parachute opens the door frame up to you never know your own strength in numbers don't lie down to business. The rain falls under the bridge the gap between the two by two steps forward march madness. I have a question authority to order in the court disaster planning a vacation time is money is the root cause and effect a change in the weather report to me.
Wednesday, August 06, 2008
Color photos of the 1930s
Kodachrome!
Color photography, though rare, did exist in the 1930s, and these pics of Depression-era people and places make those times seem a lot more contemporary than the monochrome photos we usually see. And that's a little bit disconcerting, given the current economic climate.
Color photography, though rare, did exist in the 1930s, and these pics of Depression-era people and places make those times seem a lot more contemporary than the monochrome photos we usually see. And that's a little bit disconcerting, given the current economic climate.
Sunday, August 03, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Word of the Day: susurrus
Word of the Day
susurrus (n)
A sound like rustling or whispering
"Gentle winds had lulled the swell and the continual susurrus of the south wind enticed them towards the deep."
--Virgil, The Aeneid
I like "white noise", and the susurrus of a white noise CD I have often entices me towards the deep -- deep sleep, that is.
susurrus (n)
A sound like rustling or whispering
"Gentle winds had lulled the swell and the continual susurrus of the south wind enticed them towards the deep."
--Virgil, The Aeneid
I like "white noise", and the susurrus of a white noise CD I have often entices me towards the deep -- deep sleep, that is.
Monday, July 28, 2008
End of the World: 10 Disasters That Could End It All At Any Given Second
You don't have enough to worry about?
We could be living in a false vacuum.
End of the World: 10 Disasters That Could End It All At Any Given Second
We could be living in a false vacuum.
End of the World: 10 Disasters That Could End It All At Any Given Second
Friday, July 25, 2008
Quote of the Day: Marianne Faithfull
Quote of the Day
"We lived these lives a thousand years ago as courtesans, as opium-eaters at the court of the Kubla Khan. We had drunk of the milk of Paradise and its transforming liquidity made us all quite porous. There were no boundaries where Alph the sacred river ran. No genders, no time and space. We simply sparkled and vibrated. We were all pulsating little Bodhisattvas. I was in love with everybody. Actually, I was everybody."
--Marianne Faithfull
"We lived these lives a thousand years ago as courtesans, as opium-eaters at the court of the Kubla Khan. We had drunk of the milk of Paradise and its transforming liquidity made us all quite porous. There were no boundaries where Alph the sacred river ran. No genders, no time and space. We simply sparkled and vibrated. We were all pulsating little Bodhisattvas. I was in love with everybody. Actually, I was everybody."
--Marianne Faithfull
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Word of the Day: scuppernong
Word of the Day
scuppernong (n)
A type of grape, usually green or bronze in color, or a wine made from this grape.
"Maudie Atkinson told me you broke down her scuppernong arbor this morning. She's going to tell your father and then you'll wish you'd never seen the light of day!"
--Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird
I read To Kill a Mockingbird a long time ago, but whenever I hear the title, I think of the film and Gregory Peck, a great actor and orator. I never get tired of hearing his voice.
scuppernong (n)
A type of grape, usually green or bronze in color, or a wine made from this grape.
"Maudie Atkinson told me you broke down her scuppernong arbor this morning. She's going to tell your father and then you'll wish you'd never seen the light of day!"
--Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird
I read To Kill a Mockingbird a long time ago, but whenever I hear the title, I think of the film and Gregory Peck, a great actor and orator. I never get tired of hearing his voice.
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