I will be offering a free writing workshop on Friday, Jan. 26, from 2-3 PM, at Woods Memorial Library in Tucson. https://pima.bibliocommons.com/events/6579f6a5eb28943d007bd4ef Make writing come alive with this interactive PowerPoint presentation of selected short readings accompanied by illustrations and a discussion of the creative writing and publishing process. Fables are one of the oldest kinds […]
about the death of an old dogdying alone by the side of a road,growling softly as he thinks ofthat calico cat he so despisedand loved to chase,remembering the last stroke behind his earsby the homeless old womanwho lived in the underpass. My chatbot muse pauses briefly,then out pours a poemabout a quantum poochwho exists in
“Poet Gene Twaronite knows that words are powerful stuff. They can shape our experiences and relationships in ways we can’t predict—until adventure strikes. John Bazukas-O’Rielly-Geronimo-Li Choy- Echeverria, or B.O.G.G.L.E. for short, has a problematic family. If home is where the heart is, he wants a new home… and soon. It’s not easy having a Venusian
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The Burping Seal A lone Tupperware with sky blue lid, it lives on in my kitchen, a reminderof all it once held—loving leftovers of Mom’s greasy kugel or kielbasa,mincemeat cookies, coleslaw or apple pie. Its skin is worn soft from fifty yearsof washing and handling. Back and forthit went from her place to mine. I
All poets are storytellers, and one of the oldest kinds of storytelling is the fable. They can be found in the literature of most countries and are a prominent part of the folklore of many cultures. Fables have been passed down both written and orally throughout human history. Simply put, a fable is a brief
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I’ve decided to reissue my book The Family That Wasn’t (originally published in 2010) in a revised edition. Though I’ve tweaked the text a bit, it’s still the same great story. Originally I set out to write a short novel that would appeal to middle grade readers. All the wonderful comments I’ve received over the
I stare at the photographof a bare-chested 18-year-oldtrying to look brutish,crouching as ifready to pounce,projecting his masculinitylest the image fade. Our cells are no longer the same,but he still lives inside me,staring out fromhis secret chamber,where in one corneris a small tablewhere he praysand gazes upwardat Jesus in agony—a votive candle flickers. What would we
The Pima County Library asked me to write about my experience as a Writer in Residence. The three months went by all too fast, and I found it deeply rewarding though exhausting. And I was inspired by the many local writers I met who shared their precious work and dreams with me. Here’s my post
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