Monthly Archives: January 2011

Great fiction is rooted in craft

You’re alive with the story unfolding inside your head. The blank page is so clear, the screen so empty and bright, your paper so fresh and white. And then you go and ruin it by writing on it. You have … Continue reading

Fiction is all about hope

One morning, as I was hiking the Monterey dunes, a homeless man arose from his sleeping bag in a hollow of sand and turned toward the sea. Young, with face bronzed by the sun, voice full of anguish, he stretched … Continue reading