"If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all." I nearly fell over when I heard those words from Pulitzer Prize-winning author Elizabeth Strout on NPR's Fresh Air, quoting her father from her childhood. Could Strout and I somehow be related?* My father used to say exactly the same thing to... Continue Reading →
Cutting without carnage—the adjectival challenge
A couple of weeks ago I attended a day-long fiction-writing boot camp with Nora Profit, who "teaches writers to be authors" through her business, The Writing Loft. Much of the information was review, but I took away two valuable lessons and one that must be applied judiciously. I wrote in a previous blog post about one... Continue Reading →