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By Thomas Sullivan, on June 15th, 2011
Maybe I’ll write humor today, you decide.
It is 4:41 AM and your sawdust-for-brains next door neighbor has just “unleashed” Lion Lungs – the hyper barking pooch – for his pre-dawn serenade. Your spouse slumbers next to you, and if you move to the computer downstairs, there is a good chance you’ll wake the baby. Better [...]
By Thomas Sullivan, on June 15th, 2011
Maybe I’ll write humor today, you decide.
It is 4:41 AM and your sawdust-for-brains next door neighbor has just “unleashed” Lion Lungs – the hyper barking pooch – for his pre-dawn serenade. Your spouse slumbers next to you, and if you move to the computer downstairs, there is a good chance you’ll wake the baby. Better [...]
By Thomas Sullivan, on May 15th, 2011
You don’t have to read too many of my columns to know that I am an advocate of first-hand inspiration as opposed to letting one’s imagination do all the work. No matter how good you are, standing pat on your knowledge and memory as you create whole worlds is a sure way to cheat your [...]
By Thomas Sullivan, on April 15th, 2011
I hope you’re as uncomfortable as hell. Nothing sucks like being too comfortable. Four walls are comfortable. 6 feet under is comfortable. Conversely, stepping outside your comfort zone is when you start to live, learn, grow. If you’re a writer, you thrive on being uncomfortable.
Yet when Norwegian publisher Jan Fredrik Lockert invited me to speak [...]
By Thomas Sullivan, on March 16th, 2011
“I feel more like I do now than I did when I first got here…”
Yeah, that’s one of my stock nonsense lines, but this month it makes sense. That’s because I’ve been hopping time zones for two weeks now and will continue to do so into April. Have recently returned from an exquisite trip to [...]
By Thomas Sullivan, on February 16th, 2011
Having spent most my life outside the box, I love being lost. All right, go ahead, nod your head and smile sadly. But I mean physically lost. Like in a snowstorm in the woods. To be lost is to shed all shackles, to erase the façades of society for a time and – if there [...]
By Carole Lanham, on February 2nd, 2011
Finding Your One True Love During the Submission Process
Submitting your work can feel like plucking petals from a daisy — He loves me. He loves me not. It’s the ultimate dating game and actually, for me anyway, it’s sometimes more like He loves me not. He loves me not. He loves me not… Well, I can [...]
By Thomas Sullivan, on January 15th, 2011
Janus, the Roman god of gates and doorways, has kicked off another January. True, he is two-faced, looking forward and backward at the same time (you can’t sneak up on him!), but I like that. It sort of shows the circularity of things.
By [...]
By Thomas Sullivan, on December 15th, 2010
Picture a carrara marble room whose fire pit blazes silver in its reflection on a curved glass wall which overlooks the Grand Canyon by day and tilts upward to magnify the universe at night. The jaws of the black granite Sphinx in the center of the room open in a kind of Savonarola throne made [...]
By Thomas Sullivan, on November 16th, 2010
If this column was a character in a novel, he/she/they/it would be schizophrenic. Begin with the fact that a month after writing the first two paragraphs, I no longer remember where they were going. Here they are:
This is for women. Okay, men can peek. I mean men like to peek at women, right? But I’d [...]
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