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In an earlier Blog Hop post I mentioned editing as a big part of the process. This likely doesn’t come as a surprise to anyone who has been doing this for a while. At least I would hope it’s not a surprise. But coming in, you might not really get how important editing is, and
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There are certain actors who I will always cheer when they get a steady gig. Actors for whom I wish to create dream projects for when they are inexplicably between roles. Parminder Nagra is one of those. I’ve been a fan since Bend it Like Beckham. And though I never watched a single episode of
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I was tagged by the extremely talented (and busy) Jennifer Brozek for this Blog Hop, tasked with answering the following four questions. 1. What am I working on? 2. How does it differ from others of its genre? 3. Why do I write what I do? 4. How does my writing process work? So I’ve
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I was the weird kid who ate the black, licorice-flavored jelly beans at Easter that most kids set aside. I’m the weird adult, like my friend Rosemary Jones, who enjoys Good ‘n Plenty. Licorice (or Liquorice, for some), is somewhat of an acquired taste. True licorice is derived from the root of a legume and is
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You need to read a lot if you want to be a writer. It’s advice repeated so often it’s practically a cliché now. I used to read a lot. When I was a kid and summer rolled around, while my classmates dreamed of swimming or little league, I’d create little hideaways in the shade to
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The title of this post is somewhat of a misnomer in that there is no actual game film to speak of. Though I sincerely wish there was as I might then be able to identify the truck that ran me down. Who am I kidding? We all know what truck that was. A truck by
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I have a junk drawer in my head. This is not uncommon with writers, or so I’m told. We collect characters or bits of dialogue or story hooks the way other people might collect rubber bands or plastic bags. You never know when one might come in useful. Every time that junk drawer is opened
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I have this good friend who I first met in 8th grade. She transferred to my school from the only other junior high in town and made a pretty significant first impression. She was a bit of an outcast, like me. Bit of a punk edge. Bit of a rebel. Huge Billy Idol fan. I
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Coming of age movies are a genre unto themselves. And when well-made, pretty awesome to boot. Few things helped to define my coming of age better than music–coming out from under the shadow of what everyone else was listening to to find my own musical path. A lot of movies seem to do that with
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I’ve been a Green Arrow fan for a while. Heck, I even blogged about it a while back when I reviewed issue #7 of the comic. And when the tv series Arrow started, I was looking forward to what they could do with the character and his mythology. We’re now past a season and a
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Tales from the Ragged Edge 