–Hark! Fleecy vest You are welcome warmth, but not on my arms, Because, though the air is cool, The noon sun is still bright. –We stock cider and Octoberfest ale To drink with steaming chili At a suppertime growing dimmer; Sun sets earlier Every day. –Pumpkin Thy girth increases, Thy green skin ripens To orange; …
Creative Process
Interesting People: Michael Czarnecki
This post starts a new series where I revisit the fascinating stories of interesting people I’ve had the opportunity to meet while writing for a living. Earlier this week I went on a solo road trip into the hills of the Southern Tier of New York State. I went to meet Michael and Carolyn Czarnecki …
Updates to Portfolio Pages!
The whole point of this blog is to exhibit my writing skills and build a portfolio. Well, I’m pleased to report that the portfolio is growing! Today I added new examples of my desktop publishing and a new feature article recently published in Suburban News. More articles are in the pipeline and I am preparing …
Progress
I remember that it took me a long time to learn to tie my shoes. All the kids were ahead of me on this one and even my practice lace-up shoe box didn’t help; in my hands, the laces simply did not tie. I was reminded of that feeling of helpless confusion this week when …
Supermoon
Or, as the scientists call it, perigee-syzygy. It happens when the moon’s elliptical orbit swings about 15,000 miles closer to earth than usual, and coincides with a full moon. The result is a moon that appears noticeably larger and brighter than usual. Those conditions together with a clear night make for a spectacular show. In …
Fail. (or not)
Last week, I wrote about goals and which requires more courage: pursuing a goal or achieving a goal. But I forgot about what happens in between, about what takes up a lot of ground between the pursuit and the achievement. Failure. I read a great article this weekend about the role failure plays in success, …
Fall Schedule
I have no idea what new T.V. shows are on this Fall. I’m only vaguely aware that it is “Fall T.V. Season”-time because I see school buses in the morning traffic and people are talking about football again – I can put two-and-two together. We don’t even get a TV book in our newspaper anymore. …
Summer Classics: The Sci-Fi Blockbuster
One night during the summer of 1977, my mother hosted a Tupperware Party and my sister and I were packed off to the movies with Daddy. I remember that I wore white plastic barrettes and that I stood through much of the movie with my arms draped over the empty seat in front of me …