Just came across this article this afternoon as I watched one more day slipping away without having moved my career, my writing, or my goals forward even a fraction of an inch--as of about 3:30 p.m.
There are a few things I have done recently. I'm making a concerted effort to check in to my…Continue
Added by Lisa D Sampson on May 7, 2013 at 1:49pm — No Comments
I'm so glad to see that other writers are posting to this blog. Mind you, I didn't actually examine the posts for typos, but guess what? I didn't see a single error--so much for the idea that writers who self-publish are somehow grammatically and typographically challenged!
I self-published two books of poetry, my own and my husband's, last summer. They're both on Amazon.com's Kindle store, and it felt so good to get them out there where they could be seen.…Continue
Added by Lisa D Sampson on November 14, 2012 at 11:24am — No Comments
For inspired creative writing about summertime, I turn to a beautiful coffee table book called Summer (1990, Addison Wesley).
Filled with short stories, poems, color plates of summer-themed paintings and photographs, this oversized book covers everything from baseball to boating, from dressing in white to decorating with botanical prints. There's really fine writing, too--among the more famous authors, there's John Updyke, Charles Simic, Francine Du Plessix Gray, Wallace…Continue
Added by Lisa D Sampson on May 31, 2012 at 2:45pm — No Comments
When I married, I gained three nephews whom I adore, but I'm not sure they realize that I'm also really proud of them.
Below is an email from one of our nephews that I would like to share with you, since he has taken a stand on something that is important to him. He's 28 or 29 now, and we really only see him a couple of times a year and hardly ever get an email message from him because he's a quiet kind of guy, anyway, and usually keeps his opinions to himself.
Added by Lisa D Sampson on May 25, 2012 at 11:18am — No Comments
Tuesday afternoon, someone said, "You're a study in self-denial."
The woman began to weep, in spite of herself, pressing her lips together, taking her gaze toward the ceiling and away from the face of her friend. She questioned herself aloud, "Why have I always denied myself what I want? No one has ever said that I can't have things."
Pondering her own question, she awakened from sleep the following day and realized she hadn't recently asked herself what she wanted,…Continue
Added by Lisa D Sampson on May 25, 2012 at 10:57am — No Comments