Technical writers or non fiction writers scribble to pay the bills and for the love of the analytical or the exercise of truth or deception.

Fiction authors write to illuminate their world or escape it.

Whichever kind of writer, it's all about staying alive and helping or entertaining others.

The Writing Life

Like most writers, I have a love of reading and the power of words. When I was younger, I read everything I could get my hands on, but I don’t consider myself well read. I consumed books like a starved person, so quickly I hardly knew what I had read. By some strange process of osmosis, I learned from everything I read, but I cannot give you an erudite discussion of characters, plots, or authors. I can only tell you it’s lodged some where in the core of my being and informs my writing.

In addition to reading, I’ve spent a life time writing---from that first elementary school composition to my college days when I studied French literature and wrote explications de texte. Along the way, I fell into technical writing--to put food on the table and pay bills. In the 90s, I had the good fortune to take a dialog class with Sol Stein, former owner of Stein & Day publishers in New York and a prolific author. That led to his California-based writers’ group, Chapter One. It was a rigorous, ego-bruising experience, but I was intent on learning everything I could about fiction writing. A few years ago, I also had the good fortune to study with another writer, Louella Nelson, an experienced romance writer and teacher of fiction writing. She provided a different perspective and balance to my writing.

My novel, DREAMING OF LAUGHING HAWK, a mainstream, Sixties era novel, is available on Amazon in print and ebook (also available in Canada, Europe, Japan, and Brazil). Download a free sample. If you like it, I hope you'll download the book and post a review on Amazon.

Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Short Fiction: The Seer (Part 4)

I don’t know whether it’s the cold or my dream that wakes me up. I pull the down comforter over my shoulders and snuggle into its warmth. I try to fall asleep. I expect whatever nonsensical dream I was entangled in to evaporate as they always do. I am careless with dreams. I banish them because they annoy me. But this morning’s dream stays with me. I know I should pay attention to a dream that insists on hanging around because it could be an omen, a message. Sometimes a dream warns me of death or a disaster. It’s usually not good news, which is why I prefer amnesia when it comes to dreams.

I recall the dream. Almost always I am lost in a maze of rooms trying to find my way out. In this dream I was in a huge shopping mall, lost as usual, in and out of stores, going nowhere, around and around. But then suddenly I am sitting next to a man I have not seen in 10 years and he is telling me he is divorced. I ask him how his children are doing and comment how difficult it must be for them. He puts his arm around me and kisses me on the cheek. Well, that was enough to jolt me awake. I wonder what the hell he was doing walking around in my dream and then I remember he has visited me in dreams before but I can no longer recall what he said to me. I can only recall the time when I was wide awake and he was 4000 miles away and I burst into tears because I suddenly thought he was in danger. He survived the car accident.

And so now all these years later I stare at the ceiling in the gray morning light and wonder what I am to make of this. Some psychic I am.


  1. Memories of a lost love. I've been told it means he's thinking of you too! But I always read to much into things like that. Mostly, at least in my case, it's just wishful thinking. I can't wait until the next episode and where you take this!

  2. I like this person you've created. Do you in real life find inspiration in dreams? I've read that some writers really harvest their dreams for material. I find this amazing as my dreams seem incredibly interesting until I wake up and they're a mess....except for the time my brother-in-law taught me how to fly in a dream and I was able to do it the next time I fell asleep.

    1. I think dreams are a great source, but most of the time my dreams are jumbles that I forget almost as soon as I lift my head off the pillow. The dreams I don't like are the ones that predict death. Unfortunately, those are the dreams that come true.