In undergrad (and even in grad school), we were admonished never to begin a story with a character waking up or starting their morning.
As a novelist who continues to be a practitioner of the art of fiction in the last years of my eighth decade, I have been asked repeatedly how one can avoid the memory blocks that so often plague older people.
Everyone is so excited to come see Jacqueline. Little Jackie! She’s finally here! Just one week old.
I upgraded my life in a short amount of time. I went from working part-time as a waitress and part-time as a background extra in TV and living in a dirty, cramped environment, to working full-time with a job that gave me certifiable future skills and let me live in a lush dream of fresh air and freedom. There is no other way to put it other than to say the change was simply good for my soul.
Michael was living in Italy when he took a lover. A slender woman with thin lips, she would compliment him on his scent at every opportunity.
Real-life terror is the worst. Fiction can be terrifying, but it’s just that – fiction. I’ve been writing for most of my life. I spend a lot of my day in a basement, or in a quiet space.
The sex was good, the cuddle was good, the snoring was not very good but was made up for by the fact that he would hold her all night in her sleep, which she liked.
Some of them are classics, some are pop-favorites but I think all are very good. If you don’t read a lot of fiction, these books are a good place to start.
The chalky clatter of pills and plastic in her purse that might otherwise have camouflaged itself as white noise was, for him, a screaming rattle.
Illegal immigrants from Mexico call me a Coyote. Or at least they used to.