Authors, poets and writers walk a tight rope. On one hand, we want to show off our work and see if it's any good. We want to market ourselves and our primary projects. Some authors gamble and publish their pieces online. Some succeed with e-books or as self-published works while others do not. Whether those books succeed… Continue reading HOW DO YOU PROMOTE YOUR WORK AND KEEP YOUR LEGS CLOSED?
Tag: Rebecca T. Dickinson
Pardon the Interruption
I went missing last week. On my new blog Meals on Three Burners and A Word or More, there were no posts. That happens some Sundays. Sometimes I do not make the deadline I set for myself. It happens. The deadline is for stories, a book and poetry collection. Standards are high. I completed several rounds of editing… Continue reading Pardon the Interruption
Telling A Boy’s Story
How quick they grow. Feet push up. Hands grip the couch. Soon the cliché pitter-patter turns to bam-bam. You realize how out of shape you are, or even if you're a marathon parent, you cannot keep up with the little creature. When potty training, he unravels the toilet paper. Around the table, you're family debates where… Continue reading Telling A Boy’s Story
I So Had to Tell You First
Got your attention. Good. That's what I wanted. Not to take up too much of your time. Since I am an ADD author and you're beginning to wonder: What's the point to today's post, I'll make it short … as possible. Here's the deal: I am working mom, who set many goals at the beginning of… Continue reading I So Had to Tell You First
Thurspiration: Bullet for a Book
Raise your hand if you've taken a bullet for your books. Raise your hand if you've taken a bullet for your education. Raise your hand if someone has threatened you because you deserve that right. Courtesy of http://www.vitalvoices.org/node/3341. In case you did not catch Time's 100 Most Influential People edition, one teenage girl was on the… Continue reading Thurspiration: Bullet for a Book
InspireMe: Where You Find Your Story
The house settled by the Ogle family in the Great Smokey Mountains near Gatlinburg, Tenn. How will you create your place? Where is it located? How often have you traveled there or visited this place in your imagination? Do you miss it when you go? A downtown view of Gatlinburg, Tenn. The truth is that… Continue reading InspireMe: Where You Find Your Story
When We Write Letters, Part VII
Cell phone alarm rings again. You wake up slowly and grab your clothes in the dark. Maybe you forget to check whether clothes match. Going outside, you realize it's raining. You're already behind the time it takes to get to work or to school. You race to the car. Just before you turn into the parking… Continue reading When We Write Letters, Part VII
When We Write Letters, Part VI: Letters from Grandma
Letters arrived at camp. The post man delivered them to my parents’ mailbox. Letters came all the time. Now they never come. I miss her letters. Only three or four remain. Paper slightly aged, and cursive letters written into the page. I feel where my grandmother’s pen pressed down. I called my grandmother “Dick Dick,”… Continue reading When We Write Letters, Part VI: Letters from Grandma
Corrie's Season 