After seeing that “Best Picture,” and skimming the online reviews about how “great” it is, I sat there last night seriously thinking this novel I’m finishing should probably be my last… … More Have You Ever Felt Like “An Idiot?”
I need to take a moment. I wonder what “#writingcommunity” Twitter is up to? Dare I scroll?… … More How Did It Become Almost October Already?
One never knows what lies around the next corner and what trials may land upon us. Regardless I hope and pray now, today, that there shall be at least another twenty years more, which is, I suppose, overwhelming evidence of happiness in a marriage. … More Twenty Years Ago Today
His last book had been published in 2004. I remember my mother around 2010 once having a go about my uncle’s internet behavior. After getting off of the phone with him, in her kitchen Mom threw up her hands in disgust to me and declared something like, “Hemingway keeps moaning he can’t write another novel. He sure as hell could if he’d just stay the hell off of Facebook.” … More Corrections, Corrections, Corrections
Having seen it unfold over the last two days, based on what I’ve learned over the years I wanted just to offer Ms. Avon some minor support. I did so in three quick tweets… … More “How should an author respond? Don’t”
Much as her self-appointed arbiter of “good writing” popped up to troll tweet Ms. Avon, I feel the same could apply to that passage above: “Rewrite needed.” Why? Ahem, well… … More The “Editors”
A “spirited” online discussion is one thing, but NEVER be libelous… or, well, stupid in what you write. Think before you post anything. I am sure you know seemingly EVERYONE is now on social media somewhere – including, uh, your employer, or your desired future employer, or that college you so hope to attend. You NEVER know who will see what you post… … More That Insta-Pianoforte
Read that masterpiece again. The nature of those who follow her and whom she also follows are essentially a problem for her now. I am a problem, I see? … More What Not To Read, And What To Read
I wrote Conventions: The Garden At Paris imagining there might be two further volumes someday – all of them to be stand alone novels each of which may be read on its own. But each book has proven such a massive writing undertaking that for now I feel I have yet again largely run out of steam: I’m exhausted. So it’s two books. As for a third? I hope so. We’ll see. … More A Kindle Peek
R. J. Nello 