For me, typically, story ideas are like rainbow trout: elusive, finicky, difficult to find and even harder to bring in once you’ve found them.
There is a group of us that meets every two weeks, give or take a month, in a low-lit bar attached to a liquor store.
The art of telling a story is often found in making connections between disparate things.
I realized that the heart of the story was not the cranberries or the road trip or Thanksgiving dinner, but what was missing.
History is nothing if not a series of revisions.
I am one of those people who thinks about finding dead bodies.
My writing isn’t governed by many rules, but I have a policy holds that when something falls easily out of the sky onto the page, I keep it, dressing up its impact from the landing, if needed.
“A Stone’s Throw from Home” was born out of frustration.
We’re reopening submissions for our “Origins” series, where authors talk about the origin of a story, essay, or poem. The story, poem, or essay must not be self-published or in […]
In today’s ORIGINS at jmww, author Tara Laskowski discusses the origins for her short story collection Bystanders, which published May 2016, by Santa Fe Writers Project. It’s harder to pinpoint the […]