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.
But all my work – novels, short stories, whatever – starts with the idea. Usually a very strange idea. When I have these ideas, they are followed by an intense conversation with myself about why this particular concept will probably lead to anguish and heartbreak.
In today’s ORIGINS, Jessica Pierce talks about the inspiration for her poem “A Visitation.” which appears in the summer 2013 issue of jmww. This poem began when I lived and […]
In today’s ORIGINS, Kevin Krause talks about the inspiration for his poem, “A Weighing of the Heart,” which appears in the summer 2013 issue of jmww: It wouldn’t be surprising to […]