A room of her own — slavish article on writer’s den

The New York Times’ article on author Roxana Robinson’s writing office is typical of the New York Times — over-the-top breathless. The photo is to die for. The room is a sparsely furnished, sparsely decorated bedroom. Robinson sits on the bed and types away at her laptop, and one can imagine that she never even thinks of her surroundings, so perfectly calibrated are they to fade into unconsciousness. If there were any justice in the Read more…

Scenes from Red Gold Bridge

I took a trip through the gordath last week. Here are a few scenes from Gordath Wood and Red Gold Bridge. (As always, click on the photos to enlarge.) The morning’s slanted shadows striped the little gravel parking lot at the trailhead to the Connecticut trail. Lynn never reached the highway, as she had half-feared. Instead, she, Red Bird, and the dog wound down off the ridge, entering the deep woods where the sun stabbed Read more…

ApolloCon workshop — thoughts on cleverness

 Here at last are the photos from the workshop. Alexis Glynn Latner and I took turns taking pictures with the class. Myself and students. Alexis and students. Thanks again for a wonderful workshop. Okay, on to the important stuff. On vacation, I thought a lot about  the workshop and what we mean to do when we write. I think that beginners often fall into the trap of cleverness. This is the “jar of Tang” syndrome Read more…