Letters of Note

Letters of Note. a website labour of love, a marvellous series of letters, a wonderful hopeful wander through great writing and sharing. love reading other's letters? Inspirational and a window into the lives of such interesting people!

Ah, Hemingway…

I cuddled with a statue of Hemingway when I was in Cuba, and I have a fondness for polydactylic cats, but other than that, I've got to say, I get a bit tired of him being held up as all that and a bag of chips every time someone talks writing. What of the wonderful…

Last lines…

Everyone talks about the importance of the first line in your story, long or short, but there is often such grace in the last line that they need to be mentioned. The last line can give you a punch, a feeling of "whoa!", and last lingering taste of the story, that makes it live in…

Drifting gaily along

I signed up for Sarah Selecky's excellent Story is a state of Mind online course and I'm in the intensive mode, where we actually have to do the work and get in assignments and such. This latest one is freaking me out a bit, especially in line with Nanowrimo. For both things, I'm doing what…

Oh, Mae West, how I wish I’d known you…

"Whenever I have to choose between two evils, I always like to try the one I haven't tried before", she said. She sounds like me, totally resistant to treading the same path, always looking for new experiences, unable to commit to a true path, even in evils. I'm doing the 3rd chapter of The Artist's…

#3Daynovel: day one

So yesterday I had come up with all the reasons why I wanted to spend yet another glorious Labour Day weekend hunched over a computer trying to wrench words out of my head. Perhaps it will rain, I reasoned. Maybe it will be cold and grey and I won't feel like I'm missing the last…

Connecting to the writing muse

I am SUCH a bad working writer. I can find more ways to procrastinate about writing than there are words in a thesaurus. I clean my house, I putter with kitchen objects, I decide to repot plants, I do laundry, fer the love of Shakespeare. I'm getting tired of myself. It's time to get to…

Filling the bucket

I've been feeling creatively dry of late, unwilling to try new tasks or complete others, stymied by the MS and Intimacy book, wanting to see progress in some area of my life. I hate this. I bore myself. Can't stand being boring. Sit about thinking boring thoughts. Hate myself more. Wander aimlessly through life, slogging…

Overwhelmed with reading others’ writing

In Desiderata, the author tells us to avoid comparing ourselves with others as it will leave us either vain or bitter - there will always be those greater and lesser than ourselves. How right, how true. Especially when it comes to writing. Sometimes I wander through a bookstore or see what books are being launched…

Every writer needs a perfect cafe

Hemingway had his bars. I need my cafe. There's something perfect about the combo of really good coffee and the occasional goodies, background music you have no control over(so therefore cannot fuss over), and the snippets of conversation that slide through your consciousness that makes for the perfect writing space. Add the inability to do…