Stories of hope, joy, and resilience to read to and with your kids, or for yourself!
Tamaishi was printed and in my hands. I remember how impossible it felt, that I might never finish. But as with Zōsan, I eventually figured out how to gradually chip away at it and it was done. That’s how Where All The Little Things Live feels now. So far away, but I know sooner than … Continue reading One year ago…
Fully acknowledge that this follows along with my personal writing agenda so it make ruffle the feathers of some. But I think it’s a worthwhile discussion. https://selfpublishingadvice.org/lets-talk-about-content/ Continue reading Opinion: Quality vs quantity
Sunday, August 4 Northville, MI10:30 – 1:00 Buy Michigan Now Site Join me with other Michigan Independent Authors in lovely downtown northville.I might be live streaming from twitter: iantm_books Sponsored by LivnFresh Continue reading Buy Michigan Now
Today I saw a post from a writer friend: I realized that a lot of my friends are these types of writers. The ones in it for life. The ones writing constantly of course, and maybe they turn some things out quickly, but they have that thing they’re working on that they’ve been nursing for … Continue reading The Long Game
This morning as I ran, i was fascinated by the way the enormous trees, against the silvery gray backdrop appeared to crawl toward me on their own. Continue reading Parallax
A long long time ago, six year old boy sat down at the piano, and played some music. All his own. That same boy liked to draw, too. Now quite some time ago I graduated from the University of Michigan School of Music, Theater and Dance and the School of Art & Design, with two … Continue reading Go Blue
What are my goals as a writer? Continue reading The meaning of it all
The hallways of the school had that bouquet of old varnished wood and the lingering scent of school lunches. If I closed my eyes, I could picture my own elementary school, closed now ten years ago. The ceilings were tall, unlike at my old school, where it felt like I had somehow tripled in size. … Continue reading Remember
My cousin passed away almost two years ago. We were writing buddies, even though he lived in a different state. We actually didn’t really know each other all that well, because he lived so far away the only memories I have of him prior to recent years was once in middle school and one other … Continue reading No time to waste.
Long ago, I was enthralled with soundscapes on tape. They were stories I loved, read by actors, and they painted a lush picture in my mind every time I listened. While writing Zōsan and Tamaishi, I always knew I would write music to go along with them. For a few weeks, Eliot requested to listen … Continue reading Music Box
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