Wednesday, October 14, 2009
I thought I'd take a ton of pictures in New Orleans, what with all the scenic corners, the characters, the graffiti--Abe Lincoln with a lawnmower, random phrases such as "you've been had" and, leaving the Lower 9th Ward, "seeya lata" illustrated with a grinning alligator--but in 3 1/2 days I managed to take a grand total of 2 photos.
One you'll see later. Here's the other, taken on Royal Street in a block crowded with art galleries.
I have no excuse, other than I was living in the moment. Loving the experience and not what I would make of it.
For a writer, not typical. But it was just what I needed.
I've been reading quite a few memoirs, courtesy of the Seattle Public Library. I want to write one, as you know, so I've been absolu...
A couple of weeks ago I collaborated with the indubitable thad wenatchee and others to write a radio play. See more on how it went:
Ever wondered what it takes to get a piece of fiction published? I'm not talking New Yorker type of prose. That's a rarefied world ...
Check out my new video, a brief reading from a story published this past spring in Opossum.