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The Love Books Festival, featuring…Me.

In a month, will cross the river out of Maryland and into nearby Lovettsville, Virginia, where I will set up my first ever author booth at my first ever book festival. Called the Love Books Festival, it will feature about 40 local authors for signings, workshops, and lectures. I myself will only be selling and …

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Let the Games Begin

Tomorrow in Paris, the Summer Olympics begin. I have enjoyed the Olympics for as long as I remember. Probably because my mother before me watched them regularly before I came along, and continued that tradition. Personally, I kind of miss having both the Summer and the Winters versions in the same year. A huge amount …

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Active Observing

I used to think that observation of the world around was a passive endeavor. If I am at the library looking out the window and it starts to rain, I am observing the rain. The older I get as a writer, the more I realize that this is not observing. At least it is not …

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Second Look: Murder. Theatre. Solitaire.

My second novel was not supposed to be either my second, or a (public) novel. I had begun my so called sophomore effort more than once, rewritten it, changed ideas. It felt like an idea I could work with at first, but as year two passed and I still had not gotten any momentum for …

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National Poetry (sometimes) Month

We are well into April, which is, as the title mentioned, National Poetry Month. (It is also National Autism Awareness Month, which was probably a coincidence, but I like to pretend the two are connected in some unseen, life-affirming way. That’s another post.) Poetry peaks and valleys over the course of my writer’s life in …

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