Gordath Wood
I had it — and then it was gone
Today in the mail came a single copy of Red Gold Bridge. I held it in my hands. I caressed it. I opened it with trepidation, knowing I would find typos (I didn’t, but they are there. They are always there.) I made sure the spine stayed straight and true, Read more…
Gordath Wood
Can writing be taught?
The summer fiction issue of the New Yorker addresses the subject of writers workshops in an article by Louis Menand. The article covers the famous creative writing programs — Iowa, Brown, others — and asks the question, “Can writing be taught?” I don’t know if writing can be taught. I Read more…