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Have something to say. . .
I’ve been reminded recently that writing without purpose is, well, just that. Writing, in my estimation, should instruct or give examples of the human condition (whether dramatic or comedic), should bolster a moral claim which with one can either agree or argue, should insert ponderings into our non-stop lifestyles. This is the type of writing…
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My first novel: “Beauty Rising” Now Available!
http://www.amazon.com/Beauty-Rising-ebook/dp/B00AIOYC1G/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1354771861&sr=8-1&keywords=beauty+rising+sasse
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What is History: Part II
Here’s another short excerpt about the confusing mess that we call history and how vastly different interpretations can muddy the waters of our past. If one was telling the story of life in the U.S. south during the 1950s and 1960s, one might paint the south in terms of the civil rights struggle and use…
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Are stories with morals more engaging?
This is not a trendy post – especially in our post-modern world. But . . . Recently, I attended several different live dramatic performances that got me thinking about how modern writers approach their subjects. The first one was a one-man show about space. The actor was talented with his vocal and facial impressions. He…
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Battleship: You just sunk my brain
I saw the movie Battleship today (It will be out in the states on May 18). Besides being a movie extremely short on plot, character development, meaning, or substance, it was just downright awful. But more than anything else, it was a description of the movie from the cinema’s website that really got to me:…
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Death to Microsoft WORD! (perhaps)
I came across this interesting article about Microsoft WORD. I must admit that WORD absolutely infuriates me at times as well. I do use it for my novel-writing, but I’m finding more times than not I’m on Google Docs when trying to put something together – especially something I want to share. It has also…
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Messy Writing
I get the feeling that the way I write would drive some people up the proverbial wall. It’s messy, disorganized, driven by the moment and not by some overarching master plan. It’s like a bloodhound walking through the forest and suddenly tearing off under the thicket after a rabbit. It’s a method of continual discover…
