Ten more leave ins for the mind

      Ten More Leave-ins for the mind   Write your novels, prose and poetry like you don't them back. Leave your writing in the present, and your books in the future. It's the feeling put into the words that count, not the word count. When writing try not to chase, nor attempt to... Continue Reading →

Doing the work to get the work done

  I try to start to work I just wanted to get up on this Saturday morning and do some writing. The specific writing was my pre-Starbucks coffee house comedic novel, Altonstreet and Philpatrick. I had spent all Memorial Day refining my YA basketball fishing novella, Ironjaws. This was mainly grunt work. But damn if... Continue Reading →

My dream team

 Allie The alarm rings. 4:45 a.m. I wake up way too early for another morning and more writing. I stagger downstairs and head to the coffee maker. Once in the kitchen, Allie, my motivation coordinator, hands me today's coffee already poured into my favorite pre-warmed mug. She tells me what I want to know: today's... Continue Reading →

Journaling my mind

 I found it. As I have been writing these posts it has become important to confirm facts and dates. If the writing of Tripio, as recounted in this blog, is going to help even one person find their own voice and thus create their own unique work, then I have to check the facts. In... Continue Reading →

Use what you have in your garden

A recipe for writing? I have two chive plants in my herb garden. I have a sage, oregano and thyme which all have returned this spring. And, for you climate changes doubters out there, my rosemary plant came back this spring. I have had a rosemary plant every summer for ten years and each winter it... Continue Reading →

Funk off, external validation

  Funk off A funny thing happened to me yesterday on the way to do my grocery shopping. This was after I went back inside to find my cloth face mask. As I drove off with my mask in the car I began singing aloud to an old Funk Compilation CD that I have been... Continue Reading →

VanGogh & Tripio are shaking the content tree

          “Just dash something down if you see a blank canvas staring at you with a certain imbecility” I wrote that Painters block? I take this blog seriously. I know I have come to use humor more frequently as the blog goes on.  However I believe that is an indication of growing confidence in the blog... Continue Reading →

A trip back to Starbucks store #204

A trip to my Starbucks #204 It is the summer of 1992. In my "Starbucks novel", Tripio, Jay works at a Starbucks store #204 located on north side of Chicago on the corner of Clark, Diversey and Broadway. In Tripio, for the sake of brevity and authenticity, I refer to it simply as store #204,... Continue Reading →

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