Good Writing is Inception

"Cobb: What is the most resilient parasite? Bacteria? A virus? An intestinal worm? An idea. Resilient... highly contagious. Once an idea has taken hold of the brain it's almost impossible to eradicate. An idea that is fully formed - fully understood - that sticks; right in there somewhere" (Inception, 2010)  Planting an Idea Have you …

Update On My First Novel: Tribe

So far my blog has been an exploration of different topics: everything from movie and book reviews to a personal tribute/poem when I lost my dog.  I've really enjoyed this place to safely express my thoughts, opinions, and passions.  It has been very cathartic. However, it is with a bit of chagrin that I realize …

History: A Greenhouse for Creativity & Gratefulness

Recently, I have been listening to the podcast Dan Carlin's Hardcore History.  This podcast examines--in great depth-- historical events; everything from the Celtic Holocaust to World War I.  It's no easy listen, meaning that the episodes dedicated to breaking down World War I stretch into twenty plus hours of air time.  This seems like a ridiculously …

Movie Review: Wind River (2017)

Quick Hitters Rotten Tomatoes Score-- (Critics: 86%) (Audience: 92%) Stars: Jeremy Renner and Elizabeth Olsen Basic Plot: A murder mystery that takes place on Wind River Indian Reservation in Wyoming. Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zN9PDOoLAfg https://youtu.be/zN9PDOoLAfg   A young Native American girl goes missing on an Indian reservation, a disheartening thought in the freezing empty land that is winter …

The Gut-Punch vs. Immersion Approach

What form should my story take? Should it be a short story or a novel? Should it be 5,000 words or 80,000 words. How does one decide how many words their story needs? This is a topic I recently heard discussed on Writing Excuses, a podcast I have mentioned on my blog in the past. I think …

A Tribute and Poem for Jake

My dog Jake passed away earlier this week and I wrote this poem a few weeks ago, anticipating his passing. Merry Chase  A scared boy, frightened, a feather Your tongue fresh like boiled leather   All you wanted was to love us To chew, whine, and kiss us   Seventeen suns, eating, playing, ball Time …