writing
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Inside the Deep
The big question is how does one encode empathy. Continue reading
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A little trip…
All trips, for me at least, seem a tad daunting at the outset. And for the few days prior. But I usually settle into the new routine fairly quickly. This trip however had some significance. Of course I’m talking about (ad nauseum, sorry) my ThrillerFest writer’s conference. If you’ve read my previous posts you’ll be… Continue reading
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Pitches, Bitc-…
(Let’s keep this PG) PitchFest. What is everything a “fest” now? Well, yeah. At least at ThrillerFest it is. And I’m here for it. Thursday May 7th, for three hours in the afternoon, I was there for it at least. This is my first writer’s conference, and therefore my first time at the compendium of… Continue reading
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Progress so far (ThrillerFest that is)
I have just published my post that was going to ThrillerFest. Sorry for the delay. You see, the first morning I was feeling a little… verklempt. I could tell you were all talking amongst yourselves. This being my first foray into the wide world of writing, the disorientation I was feeling was a bit overwhelming.… Continue reading
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How to write.
Well, you’d think the answer is pen and paper. Or more likely computer and keyboard. And yeah, that’s basically true. It’s what I’m doing at the moment. And yet there’s more. Perhaps it’s the question to question then. Maybe there should be more to the sentence. Maybe, just maybe, one should add: “well”; “a book”;… Continue reading
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Fits and Starts…
No quotes this time. Sorry. I haven’t been posting in the past few weeks. Not because I’ve lost interest, but rather that I’ve been focusing on a new project. I am writing a novel. I am already over a quarter of the way complete in my march to the rough draft. Yay! I have all… Continue reading
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A New Short Story…
Please check out my newest short story. Virgil Stooksbury. This story is also the first story on my blog which I have bothered to actually review and revise. I hope you enjoy. Peace and LoveMarv Continue reading
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Joyful Sadness
Joyful Sadness I am sad. Memories half-remembered have filled my dreams; sometimes coalescing into brilliance. Fleeting though. The aftermath a sadness of recollection lost. Past loved ones slipping into the oblivion of eternal night. Intangible ghosts; tendrils of nothing. Daylight brings hope for remembrance. I shake at the acme of the day; the slope of… Continue reading
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