One way to repurpose blog content that would otherwise just sit there is to create a Christmas calendar. So that’s what I did. One snippet from here, a quote from there… Since I mostly write about writing, “Musing on Writing” was an obvious theme for me and my cal.
What to do with November… join the birds and fly south, or hibernate and wait for spring? Write dark? Write light? Write deep? Can’t decide. For now, I just make myself another cup of coffee.
In the clip below, the great Stan Lee talks about writing, characters, dialogs, and much more. A fly crawling on the wall gave him the idea to create a superhero who could stick to walls and ceilings like an insect. But what to name him? Insect-Man? Mosquito-Man? It became Spider-Man, of course.
RIP, Stan Lee.
Coffee + books = ❤
Sometimes I find myself
reading the coffee and drinking the books.
October 1 is the International Coffee Day. Happy Coffee Day, readers and writers!
What do you do while waiting for a delayed plane? If you are Neil Gaiman, you secretly sign copies of your books in the airport bookstore. ❤
With the leaves starting to fall, here are three autumnal pieces that popped up in my social media feeds.
Irish poet Pat Ingoldsby is known for taking something ordinary and making it extraordinary, in this case a single leaf in a tree outside his house. “All the other leaves are gone are you are still there.”
Help authors through the colder months, cartoonist and illustrator Tom Gauld says with this illustration, created for Guardian Review:
Andrew Davidson sums up the feel of an arriving autumn with Autumn Books, created for Wall Street Journal. The falling books are changing into leaves.
Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.
— Roald Dahl, “The Minpins”
The great Roald Dahl was born 102 years ago today. He had a writing hut in his garden.
The video below is from the BBC Archive. It might take a little while for the video to appear. It’s worth the waiting.
There are seventy-five perfumes, which it is very necessary that a criminal expert should be able to distinguish from each other.
— Sherlock Holmes, “The Hound of the Baskervilles”
There you have it, straight from the master’s mouth.
Waiting. Soon cannot come soon enough.