by Linda Escalera Price
When I was 16, I read a book that shone light on the unspoken truth of what it was like to live in the home of a Marine fighter pilot. 632 more words
A splendid little evening with Rena, Steph, and Jeanie, the newest member of the gang. We mostly just reveiwed some of the work that we did over the past couple of weeks and planned for the big meeting on April 1, when we officially announce the ideas to an audience of people that (we hope) will help us get it off the ground. 529 more words
Well, this little project has taken a bit of my time lately: my first ever full-length show!
The Genuine Show! represents the debut of a new theater troupe called The Unknown Players, and they have honored me by producing an evening of seven short plays, including “The Duck” (see… 95 more words
Lyn Anderson, of Newark, DE, has a problem. So does George Cope of nearby Landenberg, PA, and they hope others have it, too.
There are stories locked in their brains – just itching to get out. 601 more words
The writing process. What is it and how do I get one? More importantly, do I need one?
Answer: probably, yes. At the moment my writing process involves sometimes getting changed out of my pajamas, drinking tea, listening to the sort of airy floaty indie-pop that I imagine creative people listen to, and generally browsing social media until the shadow of guilt becomes to big to ignore. 482 more words
I’m ready for it to be summer now. I know this because I’ve started listening to my summer playlist.
You know when your iPhone starts responding slowly or strangely and you have to tap the Home button twice and then swipe away all the tabs and apps and things that are running in the background? 2,615 more words