Think of your favourite object/image--something that's been with you for as long as you care to remember. Now, go look at it. Jot down (or think through) the memories/connections/feelings and associated memories/connections/feelings this object/image calls to mind. Ready? Look for something new or overlooked--maybe a crack in the vase, or a scuff on the side … Continue reading A Diptych: Captured in Black & White
The Truth People have asked why I tell the truth about myself... I've finally found my answer: Why not? There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. --Ernest Hemingway Most writers rely on their memories, experiences and emotions--at least in a first draft, the floodgates open and … Continue reading Why I Tell the Truth About Myself
Truth-telling was passed down the family chain the moment I took my breath. I swear it must be part of my genetic code. “Always tell the truth,” my mother told us even before we could speak. And so, I grew up telling the truth. It would be hard to find someone out there who does … Continue reading On Truth-Telling–in Writing and in Life