While I’m still hip deep in trying to finalize the first SFD of The Secret Life of Raymond Ellison, still some twenty-five scenes or so from that lofty goal of lower-level-crap, I’m still making it to the twice-monthly writers’ group… Read More ›
Writing
A Writing Exercise.
In between being so busy that I’ve been stretched into transparency, I did discover a local writing group, and I’ve been attending the now twice-monthly meetings. This week involved a writing exercise which involved opening a random book of poetry… Read More ›
Andrew Wellington 