Poetry

In college, I took the advanced poetry class (after the beginning and the intermediary) and on the first day the professor asked, “Who here is a poet?”  Two or three hands went up. I didn’t raise mine. In booming outrage, the professor asked me and the other non-hand-raisers, “How can you come in to my […]

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The 50s are OUT

So there I was, in my natural habitat, the dancefloor. I was in my early twenties, getting my groove on, flirting with the boys, attracting a lot of them, keeping them in line, not paying for drinks. Not to brag. Okay, to brag. Then, this girl taps me on the shoulder.  I don’t recognize her. […]

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Humility

I hear a lot about how it’s important to have an ego in writing. You have to believe you have something worth saying. You need that self-belief to battle the tide of rejection. It’s advice that always made me uncomfortable. I saw a lot of people around me with too much ego and not enough […]

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Trust Yourself, Don’t Trust Yourself

How did I go from a person who submits a lot of stories for publication to someone who gets acceptance letters?  Did I just… get better?  If so, how? And how can I pin the process down in a clear way to serve as advice for others? When I look back at the stories I […]

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Catastrophic Problem Solving

Or: Why Can’t I Just Marathon Everything? About my senior year of college I realized something about the way I handled projects, school work, sewing, well… everything. I procrastinated until the night before [thing] was due and then pushed through an all-nighter to a shocking, triumphant conclusion.  As time went on, as I succeeded at […]

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Ruins Dialect, Yoda Does

“Speaks backward, Yoda does!” was a quip I first heard from a friend my freshman year of college. I can still picture her delighted face and the pleased general agreement and quote-storm her comment brought.  Since then, the joke would re-appear about once a year in my life until it achieved the overplayed contempt of […]

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Everything Has Been Invented

I started writing short science fiction with an eye for publication in the 1980s.  I was sixteen and stupid to think I was ready, but that fact remains: I was an intensely serious writer of science fiction before 1990, as intensely serious as a teenager can be. My angst-filled teen diaries are full of the […]

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