What if you lost your grandfather, but he just won’t go away? And what if he’s got an agenda?
Imagine someone you knew did this for you on a daily basis. Imagine you were someone for someone else.
Moments are slippery things. We can record them, but there’s no true way to relive them. A ratty T-shirt that smells like your old boyfriend is not your old boyfriend.
What makes an editor know on the first page whether she will like the story? Look over your work and answer the following questions.
Flipped the channel to the public television station and left that on for background morning chatter. The first thing I saw was a mini Neil Gaiman. Dispensing writing advice. From within a falafel.