I had retired to bed on the first evening of the weekend class, and was sharply awakened midway through the night by a voice. I was surprised because I am a heavy sleeper and because I was in the bedroom alone. The voice said…
From memoir to “biographical fiction,” how one author shaved a 1,000-page tomb down to an entertaining 318-page story…that wouldn’t attract the attention of government censors.
I live in the Netherlands where there is only one main airport. It is the third busiest in all of Europe. A friend of mine works as a passenger assistant there, and knows that I write screenplays. He approached me one day, around 2014, to tell me his story. He had become aware that some […]
Is it possible to engage issues of morality without descending into political squabbles? We are at a cultural turning point. If current trends continue, I fear that Christianity in the West will reduce to shrinking silos of subculture that will be unable to successfully engage the wider culture.
One summer day several years ago, two acquaintances stopped by my house to ask a favor. And, later, on dark nights, when stars illuminated my imagination, the idea glowed with possibility…
The wind was howling, snowdrifts were already over three-feet deep and climbing, the temperature was stubbornly stuck at minus twenty-five below zero, and then I received a mysterious message while researching the TV show Highlander online…
I spent my childhood pretending. As a kid, my playhouse was an elephant that I rode in the jungle, I had a pet monkey who could talk to me telepathically, and my favorite bunny rabbit was in charge of all the other animals in my room, and they all came alive every night…
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(My apologies to the men reading this…) 😉 At the age of 35, after 3 successful vaginal births, I was lying on a hospital bed in Bangor, Maine, enormously pregnant with what would be my largest baby, by far. Later, I was squatting on the floor. Then, I was bouncing on a big, red, rubber ball. Then, I was back in the bed. From bed, to squatting, to ball, back and forth, again and again. And, then I was begging for drugs…
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…
