I woke up this morning from one of those dreams that seem to go on forever, where there were international spies and murders and I was a writer working on getting a lesson done on deadline, and for some reason, my lesson was interfering with the international spies, who’d sent someone to make me stop writing it. The lessons I’m … Continue reading →
Right now, the world I want to live in is being destroyed in front of my eyes by the people who think they’re saving it. Being different and trying to force people to respect how different you are by agitating for laws to require respect for your difference has become a cause célèbre. Problem is, we are ALL different. I … Continue reading →
I play video games in my free time, and decided to try Far Cry Primal. You start out as a young black male — bit of a shift for me, because I prefer to play as a female when the option is offered. In Far Cry Primal, it isn’t. I mention the race of the MC here because it becomes … Continue reading →
Like other folks, lots of writers have pets. And while it had been a whole lot of years since I had pets, for Christmas my guys got me a cat. Sheldon. Very cool cat. Likes to help. Really likes to help with revision, which is generally not an area where I welcome help. Here. Let me show you… How about … Continue reading →
I received today a truly wonderful email from a very kind woman with whom I had previously corresponded. In it she talked about this being the year of Christian/Jewish Restoration, and about how we were both due, and about how “I know you don’t like God all that much…” And she included a video to a beautiful Christian song, and … Continue reading →
This is such a delicate thing I’m almost afraid to mention it. But stories started sneaking back into my consciousness after the parathyroid surgery, and lately I’ve been starting each weekday morning writing a few hundred words. It’s what I can make time for before I start into the still-enormous daily workload of getting the HollysWritingClasses.com site up and running … Continue reading →
Last night I put my head on my pillow, closed my eyes, and fell asleep. When I opened them again, it was morning. That may not sound like much. So let me put it in context for you. I remember waking up one perfect summer morning in 1966 in the tiny Ohio village where I lived. I was five. I … Continue reading →
On Saturday, something happened as a result of the parathyroidectomy that was totally unexpected. My spontaneous story ideas came back. I hadn’t even noticed they were gone. I’ve been working hard for the past couple of years trying to get the site fixed, I’ve been under a lot of strain both physically and financially, and my processes for creating fiction … Continue reading →
I’m back following a parathyroidectomy and a couple days recovery. I’m tired, my neck is a bit swollen still and kind of sore, I’m bruised (I’m an easy bruiser, though). And I am happily rid of one thumb-above-the-distal-joint-sized parathyroid tumor that was between twelve and fifteen years old when Drs. Norman, Boone, and Parrack removed it in a fifteen-ish minute … Continue reading →
People have been asking me for T-shirts for ages. I kept trying to over-complicate the process, (trying to get names for the entire first HTTS graduating class to put on the shirt, for example). The shirts just never got done. Break to today. There are T-shirts. Limited-time only (there’s a reason, and I’ll get to it). They have the stunning … Continue reading →
