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Birch Bay Public Market
Friday, May 10 through the end of summer, Cathy and I will be selling her hand-made soaps, lotions, and toiletries, along with my photography, note cards, calenders, books, etc.
Come see us!
Across the street from the C Shop
4825 Alderson Road, Birch Bay, Washington 98230
---------- I had an automated blogroll here, powered by Google Reader, but Google, in its near-infinite lack of wisdom, killed Google Reader. Prior to this murder, all I had to do to put a blog on my blogroll (or to take it off) was to place it in a Reader folder called, appropriately enough, "blogroll" (or, of course, to remove it).
I use The Old Reader now for following blogs, but it seems to have no way to something similar regarding the blogroll.
If you know of a way to do this, please let me know.
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Posted in Writing 14 May 2012 07:54 …to this article by Ursula K. Le Guin at Book View Café:
I have a high opinion of story. I see it as the essential trajectory of narrative: a coherent, onward movement, taking the reader from Here to There. Plot, to me, is variation or complication of the movement of story.
Story goes. Plot elaborates the
Continue reading Not plagiarizing – just pointing…
Posted in Writing 18 July 2011 07:55 I will never cease in the war on adverb hatred!
One of the absolute finest writers of all time, Ursula K. Le Guin, in her latest post at the Book View Café (of which I believe she is a founder):
“Without egg, Madame,” he said softly, almost unreproachfully, and went away to fetch my eggless
Continue reading One More Time Into the Breach
Posted in Writing 6 June 2011 09:18 It’s not always a sprint.
There are a great many people (and a disproportionate number of agents and editors among them) who claim to believe things like “Every sentence must move the plot forward.” These people are fond of saying “What can you do in that scene to turn up the heat?” and “I think the
Continue reading Pacing in Fiction
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All she wants is to hide her scarred face. All he wants is to take the perfect portrait. 
Who are you, that you should forget the Lord your maker, who has stretched forth the heavens, and laid the foundations of the Earth? 
Doesn't the sun always come up again? 
You cannot be yourself until you know who you are. 
Fear is a powerful enemy. But it’s a powerful ally, too.
Sometimes, life just isn’t like a storybook.
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