Are you dad enough? – revisited
The preamble. Since Sunday was Father’s Day and since it seems like my brief, lunchtime glimpse into the strange land of Facebook yielded streams of my-dad-is-wicked-cool accolades, I thought I’d […]
Reblogged from A Small Press Life: “Poetry is the one place where people can speak their original human mind. It is the outlet for people to say in public what […]
How many copies do you need?
That’s the question I asked myself when I saw four copies of Outliers and three copies of The Tipping Point at the downtown public library. Does the library need that […]
Thanks for your support
Just wanted to say thanks to all who have purchased an ebook version of Late Night Writing. Your support means a lot to me. Since the book’s re-release as an ebook, […]
The Last of the Great Chained Libraries
Reblogged from medievalfragments: By Jenny Weston On a beautiful sunny day last week, the Turning Over a New Leaf project team decided to take a day off from the office to […]
So many books, so little time
What do you think of when you look at a stack of books? Maybe, so many books, so little time. Or, can’t wait to get home and read this novel/memoir/biography […]
Which came first philosophy or poetry?
Someone asked how many of today’s poets are also philosophers?[1] The question presents some assumptions. One assumption is that poets merely express themselves in literary work through distinctive style and […]
Scrambled eggs and poets
Have you ever typed a message into your smartphone and the autocorrect delivers an amusing sometimes intriguing option? That’s were the title of this post comes from. I was trying […]
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Write now, set writing goals
Is it writer’s block? Procrastination? What’s keeping you from completing that collection of poetry or that novel you started years ago and you can’t quite get around to finishing it? […]
Why do poets and writers write?
This is a question like a sliver that gets under your skin. It is like that wood splinter you received from running your hand along a wooden fence and the painful […]
