So much in writing depends on the superficiality of one’s days. One may be preoccupied with shopping and income tax returns and chance conversations, but the...

My ankles are in, then up to my knees. I’m a bit cold, but it’s inviting. I picture myself fully in, going under and over. Big pause. I am getting acclimated...

Since fiction writing is in so many ways a random process—who knows what might occur to you, or what that thought will give birth to down the road—here is, q...

Well underway with a new novel. So I must admit it's somewhat autobiographical since the (currently) 59-year-old protagonist is getting older all the time, a...