My Sunday confession at PLC is a profile of Richard Nash, the former publisher of the indie house Soft Skull and currently the Che Guevara of the publishing industry. Check it out here. Wishing good words to y’all. –MJG
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- SSC Weekend Words Prompt (11/5/10): “A Very Special Weekend Words Segment: NaNoWriMo Edition”"
- SSC Weekend Words Prompt: “All My Children”
- SSC Weekend Words Prompt: “So This One Time, At BilBo’s Tavern”
- “Cooler By The Lake” Blog: “I’m Mad About…Jonathan Franzen – Doing Work”
- What Should We Pass Onto Our Children: Guns? Gardening? Geometry?
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Ray Bradbury. You’re a Weird Guy, Man.
Good morning, World-People! Unearthed an interesting quote that I wanted to convey to you all. Lo! The Great Ray Bradbury speaks: “You must write every single day of your life…you must lurk in libraries and climb the stacks like ladders to sniff books like perfumes and wear books like hats upon your crazy heads…may you [...]
Something Blue, Something New…At PLC: Round Robin Fiction Story “Parlour Games”
Hello All! I’m just writing you this evening to make EVERYONE and their MOTHERS aware of a new idea we had over at my group site, parkinglotconfessional.com. This week, we performed a Round Robin Fiction Story, with all four of us taking a section, and trying to write a complete short story, in 3,000 words [...]
Fish Out of Water: Clay Marzo, the Surfing Savant, and the Art of Surfing Versus…dum dum dum…Corporate America
By: Michael James Greenwald I’m very rarely startled by corporate greed. Yet, I read a story this morning in April’s issue of the Rolling Stone (exceptionally written by Paul Solotaroff) about a surfing savant named Clay Marzo that caused tears to come to my eyes and my hand to slam the magazine to the bathroom floor [...]
One More Day
By: Michael James Greenwald It’s a melancholy day, here in Chicago, inside and out. Drizzle and wet, white-gray clouds linger over my damp drive-way. Water beads my sister’s windshield, blades of sprung grass. I feel it in my head; maybe like an old man feels the cold weather in his arthritic knee, I feel a [...]
Sunday Confession at PLC: When Creating Your Literary Brand, Don’t Forget Your Woods: How to Market Yourself Like a Tiger
By: Michael James Greenwald Happy Easter Sunday, for those of you of the Christian faith. And for those peeps of the Semitic origin, Happy Chinese-Food-Take-Out-Night (What is it with Christian holidays that drives us-Jews to kung pao chicken?). This week, I believe, is a Writer’s Choice week, and that is usually a scary prospect for [...]
