The Perfect Murder: Killing Alice
Shh. Please be quiet. I am killing someone right now and I need to concentrate. This is most definitely pre-meditated – I’ve been thinking about it for weeks. I love her, I really do, but I can’t be around her…
Shh. Please be quiet. I am killing someone right now and I need to concentrate. This is most definitely pre-meditated – I’ve been thinking about it for weeks. I love her, I really do, but I can’t be around her…
Go Figure: Musings from the Mind of Rob Wilstein “When I finished one book, I wouldn’t write for a while. Then I had to learn how to do it all over again. The arm goes cold; there’s a learning process…
Some years ago I taught Communications 201 at Boston University. It was a plum job, as adjunct jobs go, because our students longed to be in the business of writing. They understood, as many students of creative writing do not, that…
I am not an organized person. People often tell me they are surprised by this, and I’m surprised that they are surprised. In my previous life as an accountant, I got looks and sideways glances from many a supervisor for…
I identify with Rembrandt in his early self-portrait, The Artist in His Studio. This is pre-socialite Rembrandt, not the velvet-robed, amply mustachioed burgher of his middle period, or the fading ghost with the watery expression of his late self-portraits. In…
Most of our writers are currently unavailable for blogging due to black holes of revision, wedding planning or last-minute Craft on Draft prep. So, I’ll be pinch-hitting for the next couple of weeks. Things might get random, y’all. Let’s start with a…