ruminations of a wordsmith-anthropologist... by Greg I. Hamilton
Tom downs a whole bottle of wine with his words, talking and dancing until the wee hours, finally making love at 3 am. They eventually separate only to avoid the wet spot in the middle of the bed. Ben brews honeyed tea from his words and serves it to his animal friends while they sit […]
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Said my friend Patrick: “My writer’s cave is littered with the bones of animals I’ve tried to create.” …
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If your book is more humble than this concept of a glass-and-steel monolith that pierces the clouds and makes them cry, then there are still architectural and feng shui principles that should inform your work. I don’t believe a home is a valid analogy. You will not live in your book. …
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