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By Thomas Sullivan, on May 15th, 2012
Think back. Way back. Lying-in-your-bassinet back. What kind of formula were you raised on? No-no…I don’t mean breast milk/formula. I mean how was your life orchestrated? Dr. Spock baby? Schedules/organization/chaos/mommy-was-on-Valium? Meat and potatoes lifestyle? (Dunno…I’ve repressed all that)? The answer is very important to your imagination and creativity. No question, creativity can either be given [...]
By Thomas Sullivan, on April 15th, 2012
Well, actually the Motel 6 was a Best Western War Bonnet Inn, but that makes the title of this essay too long. In any case, that’s where I was the night a pet theory of mine was severely wounded if not shot through the heart. See, it was my belief that listening to radio as [...]
By Thomas Sullivan, on March 15th, 2012
Wazzup, World? Goin’ for the jugular here. This month’s column is gonna lay out the case for: What You Should Spend Your Hard-Earned Moolah and Precious Time Reading. Too glib? Okay…rephrase. This month’s column is: A Discussion of the Best and Worst Genres. Too blunt? No problem…upgrade to: A Polemic on the “A Priori” Attributes [...]
By Thomas Sullivan, on February 15th, 2012
Like some infamous interrogation room, the designation “Q&A” is starting to take on the ring of doom for me. I know I’ve been weaseling away from my prior commitment to use that format, but please do not doubt that I am exceedingly grateful for your questions and your interest. No one could have more sensitive [...]
By Thomas Sullivan, on January 15th, 2012
If something has to be kept secret, it must be true. Secrets are self-proving. Lies are loud and wear red hats, e.g. Santa Claus. Okay, I’m being a tad glib here. I do not mean that only secrets are true or that all red hats – i.e. loud proclamations — are lies (your red hat [...]
By Thomas Sullivan, on December 15th, 2011
There have been moments — bound in some way to a place or a period of time — that have taken my compassion to another level and made me a more complete writer. Such a time and place was a bitterly cold Christmas when I was living in an old men’s hotel filled with human [...]
By Thomas Sullivan, on October 15th, 2011
As one control freak to another… Uh-oh, way to go, Sully. You’ve alienated your entire readership already. But the essential thing about being human – about being anything with a pulse and choices – is trying to control one’s living conditions to make them beneficial to one’s self, isn’t it? AKA survival. Like I was [...]
By Thomas Sullivan, on September 15th, 2011
The Grand Inquisitor of the Spanish Inquisition hisself – Torquemada – has nothin’ on you guys! What a bonanza of questions and comments came in from around the globe last month in response to the Q. & A. format. Probing, intelligent, deep and even beastly stuff – and damn near Truth or Dare. You’re having [...]
By Thomas Sullivan, on August 15th, 2011
Help…I have locked myself in the bathroom with a loaded pistol and I don’t know how much time I have left before I pull the trigger. I know this is where I have to be now. It’s a desperate move, but I am desperate. I saw the mosquito fly in here, and if I don’t [...]
By Thomas Sullivan, on July 15th, 2011
Hey, you want to bug out with me? You know, ditch this horrible, awful agony of trying to create characters, plots and settings? I’ll tell you a secret. When your imagination goes stale, you don’t have to put it to bed until it recovers. In fact, that may be the worst – and certainly the [...]
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