On Friday of this week, millions of people around the world will bond in a joint cause: to clean theirĀ home offices. Okay, maybe not millions. More like a dozen. Or half dozen. Six of my friends, plus me.
To reboot, on Friday, at least seven people will virtually join me in tackling the horror of paper piles, book stacks, business receipts, dead ink pens, and whatever (Food? Fungus? New strain of rotavirus?) that is turning the bottom of my mouse purple. Continue reading “Virtual Clean Your Office Day”
One of the perks of being awarded a fellowship is the opportunity to offer free public readings and workshops. (And you have funds set aside for promotional postcards!)
Critique groups are great. I have participated in several, of different sizes and styles, and each one taught me to be a better writer. Reading works in progress allowed me to see how stories grew and, from those lessons, I became a more astute reader. 
Yesterday, I wrote about self-myths and the āIām notā sentences we sometimes blithelyāand other times insightfullyāuse to describe ourselves.
I attended a food truck party this past weekend, an event to support the local arts alliance where I participate in open mics, enjoy exhibits and classes and, this summer, will offer a 
Writing for free is a Gordian knot of should I or shouldnāt I for writers. Do we devalue our work, and by extension ourselves, by submitting to publications that donāt pay for the work they publish? Are a couple of copies adequate payment and, if so, do I declare that on my tax return? Is āexposureā worth the hours put into an article, story, or blog post? 
Ramona DeFelice Long 