We find joy and replenishment in solitude, but despair in loneliness, and terror in solitary confinement. What is it about being alone that makes those feelings more intense?
When we talk about the heroic journey of myth and story, we’re usually talking about a man’s adventures. A woman’s heroic journey often starts in different circumstances, and it ends differently. And it can be harder to write in historical fiction.
For generations, cities have sprung up where farmers once grew food. Now, in a few places, urban farms are springing up in those cities—growing food on land that’s abandoned or even polluted. Is it a micro-movement, or the start of a wide-reaching change?
Adventures in Publishing continued: the writer rolls on from Amazon publishing to an author-paid hybrid publisher.
When Martin Luther King was killed, some cynics in my home town said he died for a dues check-off. My home town is Memphis, and I was there in 1968. The dues check-off is an important part of his legacy--one we are likely to lose.
A recent book about murders of wealthy Osage people in the 1920s brings into focus ongoing killings of Native Americans, and white people who get away with murder.
I knew Allan Pinkerton had hired a woman detective just as his agency was getting started. I’ve thought about creating a fictional woman detective working for Pinkerton after the Civil War—but it never occurred to me that he’d hired more than one. Chris Enss, with her excellent book, The Pinks: The First Women Detectives, Operatives [...]
In which author experiences the pitfalls—and the joys—and the other pitfalls—of publishing her historical fiction paperback through Amazon.