Quote of the day: 11/17/17


“The beauty of art is that it comes from the heart.”
T.A. Uner


Author Interview coming soon!


I’ve been asked to be interviewed by literary blogger L.M. Durand. This should prove interesting as I discuss writing and other helpful tips for writers. More information on the interview release date coming soon!

Meanwhile, you can check out L.M.Durand’s twitter profile HERE.

When Writers can’t write


It happens to all of us. Suddenly our fingers don’t want to cooperate with our minds, and our passion for wordsmithing evaporates faster than a desert mirage.

So what do you do when the well of creation dries up? Take a vacation? Catch that new movie you’ve wanted to see? Clip your overgrown toenails?

Well…yeah. Duh! Just make sure you something that doesn’t involving writing. That’s what I’m doing now. I’m taking my mind off resuming my next project-which has been a novel I started way back in 2012-by doing something productive. Writing a blog post about why I can’t write right now. Whew!

Sometimes taking a break can do wonders. The worst thing you can do to yourself is force the issue and write something that doesn’t flow from the heart. And let’s be brutally honest here, writing is something that always derives from the human heart.

Listen, unless you’re a big-time writer with a deadline, you shouldn’t be worrying about why you cannot write.

Most of us will never cash a seven figure check for our writing efforts. I say this not to be negative, but to ground everyone out there in reality, so you can focus on treating your writing as a hobby, and not stressing over it for whatever reason impeding you.

Eventually you’ll get back behind your word processor, and the time spent away will have done wonders for your creativity. Writing doesn’t have to be stressful. Quite the opposite, it should be fun, and when it’s not fun anymore, that’s your cue to pursue another interest.

What Prince meant to my Universal Soul


These past few days have been strange ones. Not just because the world lost one of it’s greatest musical talents, but because I had felt something tugging at my soul. It was almost as if there was some disturbance in the universe.

You can call me crazy.I think I might be. After all, who would become a Writer in the first place, right? An occupation that gifts its users with a never-ending barrage of words that must be re-edited until madness descends upon the soul.

Well it must said that I was listening to some heavy doses of Prince’s music for the past few days before his departure. Call it premonition or just a massive helping of coincidence. Some higher power was asking me to honor one of its greatest creations as his time on this planet in the flesh was drawing to an end.

Then the news came of his death. It saddened me like it did so many others. But I do not weep for his death. For someone as talented as he was, death is but a momentary lapse of reality. Prince was just one of those mega-stars, like Micheal Jackson, Elvis and Curt Cobain. Now his legacy takes its rightful place next to all the other Legends who preceded him into the great unknown we call death.

So I say this to Prince’s soul, or whatever caused me to honor his timeless tunes even before he left us, thank you for touching my artistic soul. I will never be the same.