I don’t know how many times over the years that I’ve recommended to writer friends and fiction writing students to read their work out loud. Not only will you catch every typo and grammar glitch, but you’ll be able to hear the ring and rattle of the words in your head. Now that a tinyContinue reading “Do you read your stuff out loud?”
Author Archives: David
The hearth is your friend
This is the only truth. As much as writers might be in love with the romance in Dylan Thomas’s notion of the hearth killing the writer, a working stiff life can be your greatest ally. A full-time job requires punctuality. It requires a schedule. And when you start to wedge moments into that schedule forContinue reading “The hearth is your friend”
Morning dialog
Cats that wake you at first light are useful. Suddenly you’re stumbling to the garage with a cup of cat food, bleary eyed, wondering where you are. You walk past where the Mac is charging on the counter, and suddenly you’re sitting on the front porch typing (or more likely deleting) dialog on your scriptContinue reading “Morning dialog”
Hurricane Lili: Chapter One
SUN-SPARKLE ON whitecaps, stiff onshore breeze pushing the smell of rotting kelp and turtle grass off of the beach, massing clouds on the horizon dark and promising rain: this was the backdrop to the girl on the day that things changed. I watched her over the top of my book and over the rims ofContinue reading “Hurricane Lili: Chapter One”
Disappeared: Prologue
When death came to Angel Hervias on a rock outcropping seven miles north of the border, he barely recognized it. It wasn’t a jaguar’s cough. It wasn’t an owl perched on a limb alongside the path. Nor was it the vision of his sister dressing his own grave with pine boughs on the Day ofContinue reading “Disappeared: Prologue”
The Last Ramble of Wolf 18
A century after timberwolves had been officially declared extinct in Missouri, one wolf traveled 460 miles with hopes of recovering this lost frontier. This article originally appeared online in 2002. WHEN WALKING AT NIGHT, I’m tempted to howl. I have a feeling that a wolf might respond. That’s a strange impulse in central Missouri. HowlingContinue reading “The Last Ramble of Wolf 18”
Back from Ciudad Juarez
Spent a few days on the border. The border patrol didn’t believe me when I said that I was, “just walking around.” I suppose there aren’t many gringos who just wander the back streets of Juarez unless they’re looking for drugs or sex or some sort of nastiness. But the residential districts close to theContinue reading “Back from Ciudad Juarez”
Still all about the content
It’s funny, after years designing for the web, how often I forget the old mantra: content is king. This site is proof. It’s a simple concept (the best concepts always are) where folks send in anonymous postcards revealing a secret. The best are posted to the web. It doesn’t get any more basic…it’s a virtual corkboard.Continue reading “Still all about the content”
