Fortune Cookie wisdom

You are never too old to dream. Dreams bring hope.

I got this fortune a couple of weeks ago and after the events of the past weeks. We can all use some hope and fortune cookie wisdom. Dreams give us hope. So true. 

Cheers, james



Dear Readers,

Camp finished up and I am feeling drained. Physically, mentally and creatively empty. I will keep this short and I should be back next week to my regular weekly posting. I applaude all the ones that did camp and I applaude the ones that kept writing anyway regardless.

Cheers, james


I met a lady today and we talked. But then she got upset thinking about the problems in her life. She was crying and said she considered suicide. Whoa, hold it, lets not go there. We talk a while longer, gave her my phone number and the phone number of a friend.

I hope and I pray that when I left her I gave a measure of hope. I told her if you want or need to talk ,call day or night. I was put in place to help her and I hope I passed the test.

I did ask her if she would like a kitten and said they could leave their mama next week. She laughed and smiled as I recounted their antics. She said she would love a kitten. I wonder which one she’ll chose.

If you are willing please say a prayer for her in her time of need. She needs the Good Lord’s grace to hold her close and carry her through this. In times of need, faith carries us in His loving arms. Thank you, james

The Sex-Writing Exercise

I found this neat post and wanted to share her challenge. Her incredible attention to detail is inspiring. Hope you enjoy her post and swing by her blog. Cheers, james

Ah, memories. Tonight they are specifically about how putting words to anything to do with sex used to be a lot more awkward than it is right now. Speaking or writing about sex, even when it was just to myself, made me feel guilt, shame, not the good kind of dirty, and a wide range of other uncomfortable things. I used to tell myself writing less explicitly merely left more to the imagination. Now I’ve grown somewhat older, wiser, and a whole lot more comfortable with myself, I’ve come to one conclusion: that it is a huge load of donkey shit.

There is nothing remotely sexy about describing elaborate sexual activity as “and he fucked me senseless”. It leaves it up to everybody else to come up with exactly how such an event transpires and honestly, people can do that without that one miserable little sentence. It both triggers and…

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Not Another Creative Writing Blog!

A brand new blog, a new member of the writing blog gang. There is some great writing and plenty of humor. Let’s show some love.

Your Writing Mentor

I’m writing this blog because there are no blogs out there about creative writing. No place for the writer to turn to help with writing blocks, snags, crunch points.

Yeah, sure. Pop “creative writing” in your browser and stand back for the deluge. So why read mine instead of or even in addition to all the others out there?

I’m writing it because no one else has my unique insights into the craft of fiction.

Closer to the truth, if arrogant. Because who blogs with the view that they’re going to regurgitate stuff that’s already out there? Who doesn’t believe they have a unique perspective that the rest of the world is dying to access? Why am I going to be any different? I have something to say and the blog is a convenient, current way to say it.

So, yes, come along for this ride and you will be…

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