The Bees knees

Should we to go back a hundred years to the 1920s instead of our current and challenging 2020? If you see more photos posted from that era, you’ll know where my head is. My editor just informed me she will have my manuscript ready next week. So excited, but still a long way to go.

Through our looking glasses

Amazing, the human brain.

Our eyes might be reading words

but our minds conjure vivid pictures.

Here’s to the books that pull us away from reality, plunk us into worlds and places we’ve never been, introduce us to people we’ve never met, and allow us to witness events we’ve never experienced.

Beat your drum slowly

Pastel on paper ©Carolyn Dennis-Willingham


Does everything change?

Love grows broader or thinner.

Hope blossoms or wains.

Despair peaks or evaporates.

Fear paralyzes or fades.

Does everything change?

No need to hurry.

Even change itself shifts its pace

But nuggets of moments tucked neatly,

a pocket filled of treasures preserved,


The Writers block

You know how, when you finish that memoir, novel, book of poetry, and all of a sudden, your realize it’s done? Over?

Maybe your writing is in the hands of an editor. Maybe your work is already published (Hooray!). But now?

Perhaps you’re all-too familiar with this phenomenon called writer’s block. Maybe you feel the agony of it now because any new characters at your door aren’t knocking loud enough for you to hear.

You miss forming words into sentences and sentences into paragraphs and paragraphs into a manuscript. You long to taste new words on your tongue and massage them between your fingers. But they are out of reach. I’m included in this category of empty blockheads.

Perhaps, for novel writers, we should start with a real block. Each of the six sides holds the secrets to starting anew.

Side one: Think of a cool protagonist.

Side two: A badass antagonist.

Side three: The inciting incident. Is it dangerous? Emotional?

Side four: The setting. Dark? Beautiful?

Side five: Devise a plot around sides one through four.

Side six: There’s a theme in there somewhere. What is it?

Don’t know about you, but I’ll be tossing my block around for a while until it hits me in the head.