Behind the Black Door: Dreams and Story-writing

Last night, I dreamed I had suffered a stroke that left me unable to speak and with only limited use of my left side. Having already suffered a TIA almost a decade go, you'd think I would take the dream as a warning. I didn't. Dreams, as we know, rarely mean what they portray. In … Continue reading Behind the Black Door: Dreams and Story-writing

Confessions of a Literary Troglodyte

There are times when newer is not necessarily better. Call me a dinosaur, but I have been looking around at manual typewriters. But why, you may ask. Anyone who knows me well knows that I write first drafts in longhand. It doesn’t matter if it’s a poem, a short story, an essay, or a novel. … Continue reading Confessions of a Literary Troglodyte