Tag Archives: Writing

Faster Than I Write It Down

It’s been a year since I started writing without a net here on¬†Stories Now Told. Twelve months, 158 posts (including this one), one poem, and over 170,000 words later and I still have a notebook brimming with ideas for new … Continue reading

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How to Be Offensive at Weddings

So apparently a non-zero number of people who read What to Write also wanted the opportunity to read an essay I wrote in the same class that I mentioned. I claimed I would post said essay if there was enough … Continue reading

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What to Write

I’m sure everyone who writes consistently often runs in to the dreaded moments when they can’t decide what to write. This is a fairly regular occurrence for me, but I’ve discovered that it happens more frequently when a deadline looms. … Continue reading

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One Way

I have a painting at my parent’s house that I would love in our home if my wife didn’t think it was too big. It’s not what anyone would consider a masterpiece. In fact, along with the painter, I may … Continue reading

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Plugging In

When I was a junior in high school, CEMC sponsored an essay contest. One winner from each county in Tennessee received an all-expense paid trip to Washington, D.C. As an aspiring writer, I of course planned to enter, but only … Continue reading

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One Little Girl

I recently ran across an essay I wrote around 2002. I wrote it for myself and no one other than my wife has ever read it. As I read it with the benefit of experience, I was struck by how … Continue reading

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Meeting Margaret

Ask anyone who hung out with me in the 90’s about me, and they might just talk about my (not so) paranoid delusion that NBC was spying on me.¬†Yes, NBC, the television network. It was not an unfounded delusion. On … Continue reading

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