I can’t remember the last time I felt so nervous.   A neat stack of printed sheets sits on my coffee table, waiting patiently for me to review them. Hidden away inside, the marks, comments, and suggestions of my few readers.   C.C., Ginette, and Lucy each read my work what feels like ages ago. And not … Continue reading The Father Figure →

What is in a name?  Better yet, what is a title?  A one-word or multi-worded representation of an entire story that may—or may not—be anywhere around four hundred pages long.   I peruse the shelves of the local bookstore, picking up random hard-back and soft-back novels, reading the title, then reading the blurb on the back to make sense of … Continue reading Name →