by Tom Weidlinger | Feb 14, 2019 | Articles, Research, Writer to Writer, Writing Inspiration, Writing Process
When I started out to write a book about my father, I had no idea what I was up against. As a filmmaker who has researched, written, and produced many documentary films for public television, I thought my experience would make it easy to tell my father’s story in...
by Danielle McManus | Nov 5, 2018 | Author Interviews, Research, Writing Inspiration, Writing Process, Written
Robert Masello’s The Night Crossing begins among the Carpathian peaks, when an intrepid explorer discovers a mysterious golden box. She brings it back with her to the foggy streets of Victorian London, unaware of its dangerous power…or that an evil beyond...
by Laurie Buchanan | Jul 6, 2018 | Articles, News + Features, Writer to Writer, Writing Inspiration
Following thirteen months behind my only sibling was hard. Really hard. From elementary school on, she was a glowing student. Barely having to crack a book, she absorbed, digested, and understood information seemingly by osmosis, and had fun doing it. She maintained...
by Meredith Jaeger | Jun 29, 2018 | Articles, News + Features, Research, Writer to Writer, Writing Inspiration
I take pride in where I come from. As a native of Berkeley, or “Berserkely,” as legendary San Francisco columnist Herb Caen dubbed it, I represent the “Yay Area” with as much enthusiasm as E-40. I didn’t become a famous rapper like my Berkeley High School...
by editor | Jun 27, 2018 | Author Interviews, Writer to Writer, Writing Inspiration, Writing Process, Written
Why did you choose the 1830s England and France for your novels? Were there any books that inspired the fictional aspects of your work? The Industrial Revolution, new vision, and political reform made it an exciting time of changing norms. Two of my go-to favorite...
by Holly Niner | Jun 22, 2018 | Articles, News + Features, Resources for Writers, Writer to Writer, Writing Inspiration, Writing Process
The swing hung from the branch of a willow tree split in two by lightning. It was my quiet place. Under its shade, I observed the world, contemplated life, and read more books than I can count. The books came from a wonderful city library with circular staircases and...
