Category: Ravings

I don’t know much about art but I like it when it looks nice.

I grew up on an island and at times it feels like salt of the ocean is in my blood. Then I remember that I am terrified of the water and while sailing was something I did on occasion, it was more cling-to-the-rigging than lean-out-with-your-fingers-in-the-white-caps. So when I look at these images I am able to hold both sensations in my mind at once. Which, I think, is what great…

Writerly Movie Takedown (or Puff-up) You Will Meet a Tall, Dark Stranger

Like most writers, I have a sick fascination with movies about writers and the publishing industry. Such films don’t exactly abound, but usually a few hit the market each year. Most of them suck; most get everything wrong about the mindset of a writer, not to mention the time-frame, process, and industry. Worse, the books within the movie are most often breathtakingly bad and almost without fail they are as…