I’m Considered One of Those Writers
But what of those writers who write many different kinds of books? How do readers respond?
But what of those writers who write many different kinds of books? How do readers respond?
Photography has long fascinated me. … I set up a darkroom in the basement of my house and worked with film. … At the time I was immersed in all of this I wrote three books, which, I believe, were greatly influenced by my engagement with images.
This morning, in Denver, it was minus eight degrees. Surely, winter. I reminded myself, “If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?”.
It’s a new year so here’s an old story about the town where I live in Colorado and one of my books which is set there.
A 19th-century fact, written down by my grandmother in 1939, edited by my twin sister in 1978, written into my fiction in 2024. My way of organizing the past into a contemporary fictional narrative.
Sometimes, living in a forest as I do, I get a glimpse of nature in all its living beauty, its calming beauty.
I’m sure I’m preaching to the choir here when I speak of the pleasures of reading. But perhaps not enough is said about the pleasure of re-reading.
Among Friends is “a history of an industry transformed by consolidation and shifting tastes.” I have been part of that industry since 1968, when my first book, Things That Sometimes Happen, was accepted for publication.
If people cannot be taught or experience how to express their feelings, frustrations, and conflicts with words, they will find ways—destructive ways—to express their emotions.
Here’s a mordant question. What happens to a writer’s work when she/he passes on?