Realized that I should probably start uploading PDFs of my series I’ve been posting cuz this is ALOT to read in one go (even for me!). It would also be nice to have a hard copy of feedback, which Holli has told me is useful for her work she’s uploaded. Let me know if a Character Glossary should be included separately!

Chapman House Writing Residency: Sunday November 9 - Friday November 14

This November, we are excited to offer a no-cost writing residency to four writers at the Chapman House, a property of Station Inn Pawling. The dates for this year’s residency are Sunday November 9 – Friday November 14.

We will prioritize emerging writers who have not yet published a book-length project, though anyone is welcome to apply. We accept applications from writers in any genre, including fiction, memoir, poetry, and nonfiction.

The Chapman House has four beautiful suites and a shared kitchen. We hope the time away from routine and responsibility will provide fertile ground for creative inspiration. Write, hike on the nearby Appalachian trail, connect with the other writers, soak up small-town life, or just take time to let your brain settle and ideas germinate.

We will host a casual public reading for the writers and other local…

“With respect, father, I believe we would do best to return to our prior business.” Interjected Adilar beside Tanil gently, reminding the two lords of their obligation. 

“Yes, of course, my boy!” Replied Tanil heartily, grinning with a flush of embarrassment at his son’s gentle chastisement, “How rude of me! I’m sure Master Barator is eager to get on with our plans.” 

For the duration of the time spent out on the veranda the conversation consisted of proposals for the event, which Barator would relay back to the high lord of his own land, who would in turn confer with his fellow Olaniri lords near and far as to whether or not the venture was in agreement to their accords. Barator was himself growing quite receptive to the idea, believing that Lord Tanil’s vision was one born of genuine desire for good and that it held the potential for achieving…

A little esoteric piece I wrote the other day.

Baby Livy’s Little Piggies

Sundays are fun days,

Let's pick out some clothes

What will Livy wear,

On her little piggy toes?

Sandals are best,

The Monster and God

*just a sneak peak at the piece I’m working on for the Heroes/Villains competition that Eileen emailed us all about. The piece will focus on a confession-like scene between the recently re-exiled Napoleon on St. Helena and his real life confessor, Abbe Vignali. Not sure if I want to keep it as a script or turn it into short story form. Maybe I will experiment with both and see which you all prefer. Let me know what you think so far!

Napoleon: what am I, Vignali? 

Vignali: you are a man, sire. 

Napoleon: Is that all? Tell me, Abbè, did God not instruct that all of us are to become like Himself? Did He not intend that we fashion ourselves into his likeness? 

Vignali: He did indeed, sire. 

This is an outline of sorts for my new story. There is an 1889 sheriff's report that runs as the throughline for the story (that part is in italics). The bold writing in-between the report sections is a stand-in for the modern day narrative that will be taking place. You will see that I have written the first part of that narrative already. Of course, this is all very rough at this point.

Chapter 1-2

with a list of stuff if you want it.

Trying something new........this is the manuscript for a biblically analogous picture book.

I don't know if I will take the time to draw pictures or just write a series of manuscripts.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1avC28CX_WqKVs0ALcMLEJ3D8lU4pHr1eEZWPkOkzUgI/edit?usp=sharing