When To Stop?

I’ve edited scads of manuscripts and had quite a few of mine edited. On the other side of the ledger, I belonged to a writing group for a couple of years who didn’t believe manuscripts should be edited by anyone other than the writer. Doing so would bastardize the story. And editing can be hard…

A New Project

I’ve always stumbled in where angels fear to tread, and so I’ve recently taken on my first major client as a publisher. I had, some years ago judged a writing contest, and a certain writer’s work stood out far above the rest. Time passed and she approached me with a project dear to her heart,…

It’s Been A Long Time Coming

I grumble here quite a bit about the state of creative writing in the U.S., don’t I? And that sets me to considering what’s behind my grumpiness. One of my best finds in literature in the past fifteen years or so is that of South Africa. South Africa, you’d say? Yes. Check out this list,…

Standing Around In Search of a Story

  I remember reading somewhere that a story isn’t really a story if its characters aren’t sharply defined, and so when I began my first novel, I chipped away the dross of my characters before writing the first word. Not so with the novel being examined here, I imagine. Haslett’s project seems to be to…

The Nine Lives of Literature

  If you were to GOOGLE “Is literature dead?” you would find that question asked in quite a few forums. The consensus? No, literature is NOT dead, and the authors of the question give many reasons. Literature, while there is the ancient Aristotlean idea of conflict-rising action-climax-denouement, or falling action, the art form has proven…

ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE

NOTE: I wrote this little essay for the local paper, sure that they would make a big fuss over it and publish it. As high hopes sometimes go, they ignored it altogether and functionally refused to publish. So I’m sharing it here. It was 1967, I remember, and I was all but trembling with The…