We Know Not What . . .

Sometimes people ask me why I write.  This is a good question, and one I’ll probably spend my life trying to answer.  I usually say it’s because when I’m writing I feel as though I’m doing what I am intended to do.  I say I write because I’m saner when I do than when I…

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The Solace Of Ousia (And Of Reading)

Every morning I spend a little time reading before I begin the real work of the day, which is writing. I choose the books I read in this time slot for inspirational value, either spiritual or psychological or artistic. This morning I finished The Summer of the Great-Grandmother, by Madeleine L’Engle, which is the second…

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What We Talk About When We Talk About 'Voice'

If you’re a writer or someone who loves literature, you probably read the title to this blog and understood immediately that I’m referencing Raymond Carver’s short story, “What We Talk About When We Talk About Love.” How wonderful for a writer to be known simply by the syntax of a title, a single sentence, or…

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