Author Gives Dying People a Voice through Creative Non-fiction! – by Patrice Rancour

My experiences the terminally ill were deeply powerful. Creative non-fiction let me give them voices in a less technical way.
My experiences the terminally ill were deeply powerful. Creative non-fiction let me give them voices in a less technical way.
Every year, I look forward to my publisher’s reveal of their annual Christmas novella themes. They publish at least two collections every December, one historical romance and one contemporary. I’ve made a career out of writing historical fiction so my challenge each year is to brainstorm until I come up with a historical setting and […]
The novel even appears on a list of banned books, along with some very famous titles in American literature…
Why repeat what other authors of fiction have written about the Roanoke story, almost all of which feature a romantic relationship between an English settler and a local native? Why not, instead, write a story about human conflict within a society that few readers know anything about…
I succeeded in creating awareness on a level that a health rally or a health talk forum would never have!
In first grade, I found reading difficult. I heard Italian spoken every day, but spoke English. A tough Catholic school nun, Sister Mary Ernest, took me under her wing and I soon began to read…
What I didn’t realize is that my time in the military, and civilian career in the government, gave me plenty to think about, not to mention lots of material to craft my novel…
Money was tight raising four children on a teacher’s salary so my son Darin helped me collect aluminum cans along the roadside to get money for postage to send out manuscripts…
I wrote a book to share my experiences in Vietnam, and to help myself heal from those experiences.
In Don’s painting, a black soldier leads a saddled cavalry horse. Admiring the flyer, I said to no one in particular, “Someone should write his story.”
Across the room, my wife said, “Why don’t you write it?” Not realizing that she had heard me, my jaw dropped. Huh? Me? The chemistry major, turned soldier, turned IT guy?