If writing a novel is like driving a car at night, somewhere along the line last month I drove my car into the ditch.
As I mentioned earlier on this website, I’d intended to write more and blog less in November so that I could focus on getting started on two novels. Mission accomplished on both counts.
But…
Continue reading “An update on my November novels in progress”‘Ghosts of our emotional discordance following us wherever we go.’
I first encountered the writings of Sage Ravenwood via one of her poems, “Lit Cigarette Summer.” It was published in Scavengers, a literary magazine of Querencia Press, and the opening lines — I wanted a clove cigarette so bad/I could taste it like a dying wish — hooked me immediately, like a nicotine habit. I knew right away that I had to read more from this writer.
Recently, her collection of poems, Everything That Hurt Us Becomes A Ghost, celebrated its one-year anniversary. In this week’s Friday Five, Sage discusses that collection, her philosophy on writing, and more. She also shares the poem, in its entirety, that inspired the book’s title.
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Andrew Careaga 