by Nathan James | Dec 29, 2015 | Fiction|Poetry, the speakeasy, YeahWrite
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] Stand in the place where you live. I’m standing as I type this. I’d like to tell you that this new healthy choice of mine is the direct result of an eager and aggressive New Year’s resolution agenda, but really...
by Nathan James | Dec 15, 2015 | Fiction|Poetry, the speakeasy, YeahWrite
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] Word. The part of my brain that processes words has been jamming—for a while, actually—but I really noticed it this weekend as I was working on a crossword puzzle. Since my Sunday crossword puzzle habit is over a decade...
by Nathan James | Dec 1, 2015 | Fiction|Poetry, the speakeasy, YeahWrite
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] I have a problem I often walk through my days burdened with random couplets, rhymes, and other wordplay and no place to put them. Two weeks ago it was the phrase “purple apples” that kept pestering me. Last week it was...
by Nathan James | Nov 17, 2015 | Fiction|Poetry, the speakeasy, YeahWrite
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] Gathering footsteps On Sunday in the kickoff post, Christine talked about the other facet of writing. We all know the facet of writing that involves computers, a little bit of writing, a whole lot of editing and precious, precious...
by Nathan James | Nov 3, 2015 | Fiction|Poetry, Open, the speakeasy, YeahWrite
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] With my freeze ray I will STOP …the world. Those lyrics from Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog have been stuck in my brain for a week. They took up residency there as I was making my Dr. Horrible freeze ray for my Halloween...
by Nathan James | Oct 20, 2015 | Fiction|Poetry, the speakeasy, YeahWrite
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] “It’s a dinglehopper.” Since everything I’ve posted lately in the coffeehouse has been about the writing class I’m taking, I figured I’d catch everybody up on what I’m learning. Bonus:...
