Books I have read and struggled with #writing

I often tell new and beginning writers to read widely, including genres they don’t normally gravitate toward.  I have a reason for this.

The more you know about how other writers construct their work, the better you will be at expressing your own ideas. Having a large vocabulary is important. Knowing more words helps you express yourself with less repetition.

You gain that knowledge from reading and looking up the words you don’t know.

But knowing how to use that large collection of words effectively is most important, and that is where reading comes into it.

I have read so many novels that I can’t begin to count them. I’ve read biographies, autobiographies, books on natural history, and those are just the books I read as a bored schoolgirl during the long summers of the late 1960s. My first choice was genre works, such as sci-fi, fantasy, mysteries, but when those ran out, even the sad excuse of a newspaper that was our town’s scandal sheet would do.

I was a member of the Nancy Drew Book Club, and we received a new book every month.

My sister and I risked our lives to sneak paperback books out of my parents’ bedroom. A tough one was Robert J. Donovan‘s PT 109.

We read Heinlein, E.E. “doc” Smith, Fritz Lieber, J.R.R. Tolkien, Jaqueline Suzanne, Ray Bradbury, Isaac Asimov, Anne McCaffrey, Nora Roberts, Mary Stuart … we read every book or magazine that came into the house.

Thank you, Dr. Ruth, and Everything You Wanted to Know About Sex (but were afraid to ask). Mom didn’t have to go to the trouble of explaining it to us. She just left the book out where we could steal it.

Education handled.

When we ran out of stolen gold, we read the Encyclopedia Britannica and Grolier’s Great Books of the Western World.

The books we read all contained words we didn’t understand until we looked them up in the dictionary.

You can do that online now, but I am a dinosaur. Back in the olden days, we had big fat dictionaries to thumb through.

Here is where I make my confession. I had to take a college class to get through James Joyce’s work, and I’m not sure I exactly understood it. I’m not sure the professor did either.

I read the Diary of Samuel Pepys (pronounced Peeps) when I was fourteen. It was a volume in the Great Books, and I read it because my father insisted. Dad felt my fascination with my mother’s Elizabethan and Regency Historical romances should be tempered with a dose of reality.

Once I had finished the damned thing, he questioned me about it, as if it were a final exam. I didn’t enjoy the book because I didn’t like Mr. Pepys as a person. I felt he was sneaky and would go whichever way would benefit him the most.

But I have always loved history, and I did learn a great deal about the real politics and society of seventeenth-century Britain, and the Restoration of the monarchy after the death of Cromwell.

There have been other well-regarded books I didn’t enjoy too much, but I benefited from reading them.

Unfortunately, I grew frustrated and resorted to listening to the audiobook of Alexander Chee’s The Queen of the Night. Not setting dialogue apart with quotes?

(Insert primal scream here.)

I’m an editor, and it’s my job to notice those things. It’s difficult for me to set that part of my awareness aside, but listening to the audiobook resolved that issue. This is a case where the audiobook is much better for an ordinary reader like me.

I can hear the grumbles now. I just mentioned literary authors, and you are writing a cozy mystery, a fantasy, a romance, women’s fiction, or sci-fi. Shall I toss out a few more names?

One author I love is Tad Williams. He mixes his styles. His Bobby Dollar series is Paranormal Film Noir: dark, choppy, and reminiscent of Sam Spade. In this series, he writes in a style reminiscent of post-WWII crime authors, such as Raymond Chandler or Dashiell Hammett. Each installment is a quick read for me and is commercial in that casual readers would enjoy Bobby’s predicaments as much as I did.

Yet Tad’s Memory, Sorrow, and Thorn Trilogy was a groundbreaking series that inspired countless fantasy authors. Those first three books and the subsequent novels set in that world are solidly epic literary fantasy. They are written for serious fantasy readers, people who want big stories set in big worlds.

These readers are like me and crave BIG books. In that series, Tad Williams employs lush prose, multiple storylines, and dark themes. Beginning slow and working up to an epic ending is highly frowned upon in local writing groups addicted to genres that embrace straight-forward prose and rapid-fire storylines, but Tad broke that rule, and believe me, it works. His powerful writing has generated millions of fans who are thrilled that he’s written more work in that amazing world.

Roger Zelazny wrote one of the most famous fantasy series of all time, the Chronicles of Amber, and numerous other sci-fi-fantasy novels. He was famous for his crisp, minimalistic dialogue. He was clearly influenced by his contemporaries, wisecracking, hardboiled crime-fiction authors. Yes, it’s misogynistic, but it was written in a time when misogyny was the norm.

As my father told me when I was reading the Diary of Samuel Pepys and offended by his hypocrisy and innate assumption of superiority, you can’t judge the literature of the past or the society that produced it by today’s values.

You, as the reader, are an observer, not a participant. But that is a difficult thing to remember when their writing sucks you in and makes you feel like a participant.

Ernest Hemingway, James Joyce, Alexander Chee, and George Saunders each have a unique voice in their writing. Each of these writers has written highly acclaimed work that requires you to think.

But they can be difficult for an ordinary reader like me to read.

Ernest Hemingway used commas freely, passing them around in his narratives like party favors. Alexander Chee employs sentences that run on forever and doesn’t use quotation marks when writing dialogue.

James Joyce wrote hallucinogenic prose and, at times, dispensed with punctuation altogether.

George Saunders writes as if he is speaking to you. He is almost poetic in one place and choppy in others.

F. Scott Fitzgerald used too many Jazz Age slang terms that must be looked up to understand what he was referring to. Yes, he lifted some of his prose from Zelda’s letters, but try to read it without that bias. He’s dead, so chastising him is useless.

We are writers with our own voice. Our style has its own rhythm, and it may not be popular with everyone. An editor might ask you to change something you did intentionally.

There will be times when you choose to use a comma in a place where a line editor might suggest removing it. If asked, you should explain that you did this to emphasize a point or make it clearer. Conversely, you might omit a comma for the same reason.

Editors know that you are the author, and it’s your manuscript. If you understand the rule you are breaking, you will be able to explain why you are doing so.

Craft your work to make it say what you intend in the way you want it said. But be prepared to defend your choices if you deviate too widely from the expected.

Above all, read. Read everything you come across, whether you love it or not. Dissecting the books you don’t love is a free education if you have a good library in your town.

Reward yourself for all that hard work by indulging in your favorite comfort books. Then, curl up on the sofa and spend the day reading a book by your favorite author.

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#FineArtFriday: a closer look at “Boys in a Dory” by Winslow Homer 1873

Artist: Winslow Homer (1836–1910)

Title: Boys in a Dory

Date: 1873

Medium: Watercolor washes and gouache over graphite underdrawing on medium rough textured white wove paper

Dimensions: 9 3/4 x 13 7/8 in. (24.8 x 35.2 cm)

Collection: Metropolitan Museum of Art

Inscription: signed Homer 1873

What I love about this image:

I first featured this painting a year ago. When I was searching Wikimedia for an image to discuss today, I kept coming back to this one.  Perhaps I like it so much because it reminds me of my childhood, of taking my dad’s powerboat out with my little sister and our cousins.

My oldest cousin, Skip, was fourteen and in charge, and we were his crew. Skip ran a tight ship and never drove the boat faster than my father had decreed.

Those were the days when summers lasted forever and the future held nothing but promise. A golden moment of time before life intervened and my cousins moved away, their lives changed by the stormy seas of their parents’ divorce.

Here we have four boys out for a summer’s day on the water. Are they brothers? They all wear similar long-sleeved lightweight cotton shirts and straw hats as protection against the sun.

The two youngest ride while the older boys row. The water is calm, perfect for a sunny afternoon of freedom. Do they plan to fish or are they just out for the fun of it?

I especially like how Homer paints the water. He depicts the reflections perfectly, showing us how they mirror on the soft movement of the water’s surface. He shows us the sailing craft in the distance with minimal strokes, clearly showing the other boats heading out for a day’s fishing or pleasure boating.

About this painting via Wikipedia:

Boys in a Dory is one of Homer’s first watercolors. According to the Met’s description of the painting, the artist’s initial style of watercolors resulted in Boys being simple and direct.

The painting was rendered by Homer while he was in Gloucester, Massachusetts. [1]

About the dory, via Wikipedia:

The dory can be defined as a small boat which has:

  • a flat bottom, with the bottom planks fastened lengthwise (bow to stern).
  • a hull shape defined by the natural curve of a sawn plank (never steam-bent).
  • planks overlapping the stem at the front of the boat and an outer “false” stem covering the hood ends of the planks.
  • (with some exceptions) a fairly narrow transom often referred to as the “tombstone” due to its unique shape.

The hull’s bottom is transversely flat and usually bowed fore-and-aft. (This curvature is known as “rocker”.) The stern is frequently a raked narrow transom that tapers sharply toward the bottom forming a nearly double-ended boat. The traditional bottom is made from planks laid fore and aft and not transverse, although some hulls have a second set of planks laid over the first in a pattern that is crosswise to the main hull for additional wear and strength.

As the need for working dories diminished, the Swampscott or beach dory types were modified for pleasure sailing. These sailing dories became quite popular at the beginning of the 20th century around the town of Marblehead, Massachusetts. They were generally longer yet remained narrow with low freeboard and later were often decked over. Another common distinctive feature of the sailing dory was a long boom on the rig that angled up with a mainsail that was larger along the foot than the luff.  [2]

About the Artist via Wikipedia:

Winslow Homer (February 24, 1836 – September 29, 1910) was an American landscape painter and illustrator, best known for his marine subjects. He is considered one of the foremost painters of 19th-century America and a preeminent figure in American art in general.

Largely self-taught, Homer began his career working as a commercial illustrator. He subsequently took up oil painting and produced major studio works characterized by the weight and density he exploited from the medium. He also worked extensively in watercolor, creating a fluid and prolific oeuvre, primarily chronicling his working vacations. [3]


Credits and Attributions:

IMAGE: Boys in a Dory by Winslow Homer. Wikimedia Commons contributors, “File:Boys in a Dory MET DT5026.jpg,” Wikimedia Commons,  https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?title=File:Boys_in_a_Dory_MET_DT5026.jpg&oldid=928781177 (accessed April 3, 2025).

[1] Wikipedia contributors, “Boys in a Dory,” Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia, https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Boys_in_a_Dory&oldid=1249874568 (accessed April 3, 2025).

[2] Wikipedia contributors, “Dory (boat),” Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia, https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Dory_(boat)&oldid=1281846716 (accessed April 3, 2025).

[3] Wikipedia contributors, “Winslow Homer,” Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia, https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Winslow_Homer&oldid=1277975900 (accessed April 3, 2025).

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Journaling – a personal odyssey in #writing

I’ve been asked many times what I see as the differences between keeping a journal and writing a memoir.

First, journaling is similar to keeping a diary, but different. You start writing in a stream-of-consciousness style, detailing your observations of where you are in life at that moment.

I find myself journaling when I am unable to write creatively. That is not to say that keeping a journal is not creative, because it is. It is simply a different kind of creative writing.

For example, I’m offering you an excerpt from my journal entry for April 25, 2026. For the second time that month, my husband had been admitted to the hospital, this time with aspiration pneumonia. That morning, I had arrived at eight, expecting to be allowed to visit. Usually, spouses and support people are allowed to be with the patient whenever possible, so I spend the entire day there.

But not that day. Visiting hours began at 10 o’clock, and that was when I would be admitted, and not a moment before. He was in a different unit from the usual one, a short-stay unit with different rules.

So, I sat in the cafeteria, confused and feeling angry at myself for feeling angry. I had a cup of watery tea, which didn’t help my mood, which I knew was unreasonable. So I decided it was a good time to clean out my purse. which was full of unnecessary receipts and other debris of modern life.

Have you ever noticed that sometimes life hits you with a hard dose of your own mortality? In doing that bit of minor housekeeping, I got one that morning. Fifteen minutes later, I pulled out my notebook and began journaling, detailing the lousy event.

April 25, 2026

Today, I threw away a five-dollar bill.

Greg is in the hospital again, and I’m stuck waiting in the cafeteria, so I cleaned out my purse and separated the cash from the trash.

Then I tossed the unwanted papers into the cafeteria’s trash bin.

As I did so, I saw something green go in, something that should have still been in my hand but wasn’t.

The cash wasn’t unwanted, but I don’t usually carry any, so maybe that’s why it happened.

Forty years ago, that would have been a disaster, and I would have ignored the glares of judgmental strangers and fished for it. Today, I was too embarrassed by the blunder to dumpster dive in the cafeteria.

Hopefully, I’ll be able to get into G’s room soon. The way things are going, I’ll probably toss a twenty in the bin along with my paper cup just so the fiver won’t be lonely, and because I can’t pay attention to anything right now.

Later, I was able to note what the doctor said and our best options. My hubby is currently back in the Adult Family Home, in Hospice care. He is happy and doing as well as can be under the circumstances.

Personally, I can write anywhere. I often find I can sort out a plot hole at the coffee shop on the corner near my apartment. It’s a great place for journaling too, especially when I can’t calm my mind enough to work on my other projects.

Perhaps you have chosen to write in a coffee shop or a public park. You are sitting there with paper and pencil, but where do you start? What do you write?

You could write about your impressions of the people around you. You might include impressions of your environment and how you fit into it.

Some journals are intensely personal. Others are daily diaries, recounting daily activities, lightly touching on conversations. Some journals delve deeply into the writer’s philosophical thoughts.

If you are a novelist, mind-wandering with a pen and paper about your problems can help jump-start your imagination. This can lead to insights that reinvigorate your other work-in-progress.

Although the current state of news journalism in America tends to ignore this fact, fiction is different from truth.

Fiction is spinning yarns, keeping them straight, and making the world believe the tale until the last page. (FYI: American news media isn’t doing too well at that.)

Keeping a personal journal is writing the truth as you see it. Those are the five key words: the truth as you see it.

Sometimes, new authors say their project is a memoir. If a hopeful writer tells me this, I always ask if they have read any memoirs. If they haven’t, there may be a problem. Reading the memoirs written by successful authors is the best way to learn how the plots of outstanding memoirs are constructed.

Memoirists should ask two questions of their work. Will you detail actual memories or write a fictionalized account? Do you dare to name names or not?

  • Naming names could be opening a can of worms, so think long and hard before you do that.

Some who write journals have no intention of publishing their work. Many just want to keep a family history, a fun project. Some may go so far as to explore their family tree through organizations such as Ancestry.com.

Here are some considerations if you are creating a record for your children, grandchildren, nieces, nephews, and other young and future family members.

  1. Are you just curious, or are you searching for an identity, trying to discover who you are and where your family comes from? Research from a site such as Ancestry.com or gleaned from family bibles, letters, and other collected papers will greatly help you.
  2. Will you include photographs or interviews with older family members who may remember something about your family’s history?

This is a project I’ve considered taking on, but I know I would never finish it. I don’t need another unfinished project lying around.

Whether you are journaling for fun or posterity, or writing a memoir, the important thing is to write something every day. It’s good exercise and strengthens your ‘writing’ muscles. If I dedicate 3 hours a day to just writing stream-of-consciousness, I will chunk out 2500 to 3000 words. Of course, half those words will be mis-keyed and misspelled.

But hey, no one is perfect. Some words I accidentally invented: first-draft examples of “I meant to do that.”

But imperfections in the first draft are part of writing. The element of “what did I intend when I wrote this word” is an opportunity to explore and expand on an idea.

Or to eliminate it.

It’s your journal and your choice.

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#FineArtFriday: Palazzo Corner Spinelli by John Singer Sargent, ca, 1902

Artist: John Singer Sargent (1856–1925)

Title: Palazzo Corner Spinelli

Date: circa 1902.

Medium: watercolor, gouache and pencil on paper

Dimensions: 10 x 14 in. (25.4 x 35.6 cm.)

Inscriptions: signed and inscribed ‘to Miss Gertie/from her friend/John S. Sargent’ (upper left)

What I like about this painting:

John Singer Sargent’s love of Italy, and Venice in particular, is clear when you look at the number of stellar watercolor paintings he made while living there.

Sargent’s watercolors are as fine as any of his work done in oils and show us a bit of his personal life. It seems as if he paints in watercolors for fun, and oils for cash.

The day he shows us is warm and hazy. Several gondolas are moored, waiting to ferry passengers around town. The imposing architecture is balanced by water and sky.

He shows us the scene in nuanced shades of blue, cream, gray, tan and brown. This is a pleasant scene, a glimpse of a place that was clearly important to him.

About The Artist via Wikipedia:

John Singer Sargent (January 12, 1856 – April 14, 1925) was an American expatriate artist, considered the “leading portrait painter of his generation” for his evocations of Edwardian-era luxury. He created roughly 900 oil paintings and more than 2,000 watercolors, as well as countless sketches and charcoal drawings. His oeuvre documents worldwide travel, from Venice to the TyrolCorfu, the Middle East, Montana, Maine, and Florida.

Born in Florence to American parents, he was trained in Paris before moving to London, living most of his life in Europe. He enjoyed international acclaim as a portrait painter. An early submission to the Paris Salon in the 1880s, his Portrait of Madame X, was intended to consolidate his position as a society painter in Paris but instead resulted in scandal. During the next year following the scandal, Sargent departed for England where he continued a successful career as a portrait artist.

From the beginning, Sargent’s work is characterized by remarkable technical facility, particularly in his ability to draw with a brush, which in later years inspired admiration as well as criticism for a supposed superficiality. His commissioned works were consistent with the grand manner of portraiture, while his informal studies and landscape paintings displayed a familiarity with Impressionism. In later life Sargent expressed ambivalence about the restrictions of formal portrait work and devoted much of his energy to mural painting and working en plein air. Art historians generally ignored society artists such as Sargent until the late 20th century.

With his watercolors, Sargent was able to indulge his earliest artistic inclinations for nature, architecture, exotic peoples, and noble mountain landscapes. And it is in some of his late works where one senses Sargent painting most purely for himself. His watercolors were executed with a joyful fluidness. He also painted extensively family, friends, gardens, and fountains. In watercolors, he playfully portrayed his friends and family dressed in Orientalist costume, relaxing in brightly lit landscapes that allowed for a more vivid palette and experimental handling than did his commissions (The Chess Game, 1906). His first major solo exhibit of watercolor works was at the Carfax Gallery in London in 1905. In 1909, he exhibited eighty-six watercolors in New York City, eighty-three of which were bought by the Brooklyn MuseumEvan Charteris wrote in 1927:

To live with Sargent’s watercolors is to live with sunshine captured and held, with the luster of a bright and legible world, ‘the refluent shade’ and ‘the Ambient ardors of the noon.’

Although not generally accorded the critical respect given Winslow Homer, perhaps America’s greatest watercolorist, scholarship has revealed that Sargent was fluent in the entire range of opaque and transparent watercolor technique, including the methods used by Homer. [1]


Credits and Attributions:

IMAGE: Wikimedia Commons contributors, “File:Palazzo Corner Spinelli SN00666431 001 1 001.jpg,” Wikimedia Commons, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?title=File:Palazzo_Corner_Spinelli_SN00666431_001_1_001.jpg&oldid=1013372496 (accessed April 30, 2026).

[1] Wikipedia contributors, “John Singer Sargent,” Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia, https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=John_Singer_Sargent&oldid=1347366201 (accessed April 30, 2026).

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How need, wordcount limits, and theme shape the short story #writing

Short stories are a real training ground for authors because words must be rationed. Writing short stories and microfiction forces me to consider how the limited number of words I’m allowed can be used to their best advantage. It requires me to tell a large story using a small number of words carefully chosen for their impact.

Word choice and sentence structure must convey a massive amount of information: mood, atmosphere, setting, and hints of backstory. All this must be packed into a space already occupied by intriguing characters, a gripping plot, and a clever resolution.

When writing a short story, it helps me if I know how it will end. I put together a broad outline of my intended story arc. I divide my story arc into quarters, which ensures the important events are in place at the right time.

Assume you have a 4000-word limit for your short story. This is a common limit for submissions to contests and anthologies. Some will be less, and very few will be more.

Editors will be swamped with submissions. You might only have three paragraphs before a prospective editor sets your work aside. If those paragraphs don’t grab her, she won’t buy your story.

If I want to interest an editor in my work, I absolutely must have a good opening paragraph.

  • The first 250 words are the setup and hook. The next 750 words take your character out of their comfortable existence and launch them into “the situation.” Will they succeed or not?
  • The next 2,500 words detail how the protagonist arrives at a resolution.
  • The final 500 words are the wind-up.

You might end on a happy note or not. It’s your story, but in a short story, no matter what else you do, nothing should be left unresolved. Unlike in a novella, you don’t have the word count to include subplots.

Part of being a professional writer is working within and adhering to word count limits. We must use every word we’re allowed to make that story the one an editor can’t put down.

I usually work from an outline. However, I’ve been known to deviate from my outline when a random idea turns out to be better than the original. I need structure when I begin writing, or my story might never be completed. The plot wanders all over the place, and it’s not worth submitting.

I have found that a strong theme is an essential tool for writing a coherent short story. Also, many anthologies we might want to submit to are themed. This ensures that even though the entire volume was written by many authors, readers won’t be jarred out of enjoyment.

Before I begin writing a themed story, I ask myself:

  1. What will be the inciting incident? How does it relate to the theme?
  2. What is the goal/objective? How does it relate to the theme?
  3. At the beginning of the story, what could the hero possibly want to cause her to risk everything to acquire it?
  4. How badly does she want it and why?
  5. Who is the antagonist?
  6. What moral (or immoral) choice is the protagonist going to have to make in her attempt to gain that objective?
  7. What happens at the first pinch point?
  8. Where is the group at the midpoint? What is happening?
  9. Why does the antagonist have the upper hand? What happens at the turning point to change everything for the worse?
  10. At the ¾ point, our protagonist should have gathered her resources and companions and should be ready to face the antagonist. How will you choreograph that meeting?

How does the underlying theme affect every aspect of the protagonists’ evolution in this story?

Then, I have to consider the narrative mode. Who is the best person to tell the story? One of my favorite short stories to write was Thorn Girl. It was published in the anthology Swords, Sorcery, and Self-rescuing Damsels.

I could easily have told her story in third omniscient POV, but I had a compelling main character with a real, gut-wrenching story.

It was a great theme, with so many possibilities. I love damsels who rescue themselves. And what fantasy author doesn’t love sorcery and a good sword?

The premise for a great short story had been rolling around in my head. I loved the idea of my character and had wanted to give her an adventure. So, I began writing her tale in my usual third-person narrative mode.

However, that mode didn’t feel as close, as intimate as I wanted. My main character had to tell her own story.

The theme really intrigued me, but I knew I had to avoid the obvious. It was a challenge to write something original and not overdone. It was an excellent opportunity to think widely.

In the first draft, there were several places that I thought were the beginning. As always, I had difficulty deciding where the story actually began. After reading that first draft, my writing group pointed out where the story faltered. The narrative had to begin at the point of no return, as there is no room for backstory.

I tossed out the first half of the original story and began at what I had originally thought was the middle. That was when things began to fall together.

If my character were going to tell her own story, exactly what would she know? After thinking about it, I realized she could only know what she witnessed.

I spent some time figuring out what she really could have witnessed or overheard and then worked only with that information.

What did my protagonist want? At first glance, it seemed obvious, but the purported quest was only an impetus, a prod to move her down the path she needed to travel. Her true quest was to find herself as a human being, as much as it was to honor a promise made and quickly regretted.

What was she willing to do to achieve it? I didn’t know. She didn’t know either, and until I wrote the last line, I didn’t know what she was capable of or if she had the backbone to accomplish it.

So, now we know that need drives the short story, theme stitches it together, and word-count limits force us to be concise.

Go forth and write that story. You might be amazed at what you can produce when you are limited by word count.

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#FineArtFriday: ‘The Louvre, Morning’ by Camille Pissarro 1902

1902_Camille_Pissarro_Le_Louvre,_matin,_printempsArtist: Camille Pissarro (1830–1903)

Title: French: Le Louvre, Matin, Printemps (English: The Louvre, morning, spring)

Date:1902

Medium: oil on canvas

Dimensions: height: 54 cm (21.2 in), width: 64.8 cm (25.5 in)

References: https://www.sothebys.com/en/buy/auction/2023/modern-evening-auction-5/le-louvre-matin-printemps

What I love about this picture:

This is one of my favorite paintings. I first featured it in 2022, when I was desperate for a glimpse of spring. I did the same last year when it seemed as if spring couldn’t come too soon.

This has been a lovely April, with more sunny days than we normally see, many gray and dry days, and overall, not enough rain. The trees are covered with blossoms, and even the later bloomers are bursting with colors we don’t usually see for another month.

The current lack of precipitation means little snow in the mountains and looming water shortages. It really doesn’t bode well for summer, as dry summers are known hereabouts as Wildfire Season.

But we all agree, we need to enjoy the brilliant blue skies and glorious shades of purple, pink, and white while we can.

This painting shows us the way spring begins. It’s tentative and holding back as if gauging the audience before leaping to center stage. Pissarro’s style of brushwork lends itself to the misty quality of the pastel blossoms.

This was one of Pissarro’s final works. It is a pretty picture, a simple scene not unlike one I might see here in the Pacific Northwest this weekend. The flowering plum trees in my town have burst forth, and the other flowering trees too. The streets and gardens in my town are alive with color.

Pissarro has given us a pretty picture. It’s not profound or revolutionary, not highbrow in any way. It has no deeper meaning, other than to urge us to enjoy the world and the moment.

No matter what some art critics might say, there’s nothing wrong with simply taking the time to enjoy a pretty picture.

Sometimes, what the soul needs is a pretty picture, something featuring the beauty and serenity of a sunny day.

About the artist, via Wikipedia:

Jacob Abraham Camille Pissarro (10 July 1830 – 13 November 1903) was a Danish-French Impressionist and Neo-Impressionist painter born on the island of St Thomas (now in the US Virgin Islands, but then in the Danish West Indies). His importance resides in his contributions to both Impressionism and Post-Impressionism. Pissarro studied from great forerunners, including Gustave Courbet and Jean-Baptiste-Camille Corot. He later studied and worked alongside Georges Seurat and Paul Signac when he took on the Neo-Impressionist style at the age of 54.

In 1873 he helped establish a collective society of fifteen aspiring artists, becoming the “pivotal” figure in holding the group together and encouraging the other members. Art historian John Rewald called Pissarro the “dean of the Impressionist painters”, not only because he was the oldest of the group, but also “by virtue of his wisdom and his balanced, kind, and warmhearted personality”. Paul Cézanne said “he was a father for me. A man to consult and a little like the good Lord”, and he was also one of Paul Gauguin‘s masters. Pierre-Auguste Renoir referred to his work as “revolutionary”, through his artistic portrayals of the “common man”, as Pissarro insisted on painting individuals in natural settings without “artifice or grandeur”.

Pissarro is the only artist to have shown his work at all eight Paris Impressionist exhibitions, from 1874 to 1886. He “acted as a father figure not only to the Impressionists” but to all four of the major Post-Impressionists, Cézanne, Seurat, Gauguin, and van Gogh.

Founder of a Dynasty:

Camille’s son Lucien was an Impressionist and Neo-impressionist painter as were his second and third sons Georges Henri Manzana Pissarro and Félix Pissarro. Lucien’s daughter Orovida Pissarro was also a painter. Camille’s great-grandson, Joachim Pissarro, became Head Curator of Drawing and Painting at the Museum of Modern Art in New York City and a professor in Hunter College’s Art Department. Camille’s great-granddaughter, Lélia Pissarro, has had her work exhibited alongside her great-grandfather. Another great-granddaughter, Julia Pissarro, a Barnard College graduate, is also active in the art scene. From the only daughter of Camille, Jeanne Pissarro, other painters include Henri Bonin-Pissarro (1918–2003) and Claude Bonin-Pissarro (born 1921), who is the father of the Abstract artist Frédéric Bonin-Pissarro (born 1964).

The grandson of Camille Pissarro, Hugues Claude Pissarro (dit Pomié), was born in 1935 in the western section of Paris, Neuilly-sur-Seine, and began to draw and paint as a young child under his father’s tutelage. During his adolescence and early twenties he studied the works of the great masters at the Louvre. His work has been featured in exhibitions in Europe and the United States, and he was commissioned by the White House in 1959 to paint a portrait of U.S. President Dwight Eisenhower. He now lives and paints in Donegal, Ireland, with his wife Corinne also an accomplished artist and their children. [1]


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IMAGE: Wikimedia Commons contributors, “File:1902 Camille Pissarro Le Louvre, matin, printemps.jpeg,” Wikimedia Commons, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?title=File:1902_Camille_Pissarro_Le_Louvre,_matin,_printemps.jpeg&oldid=948378278 (accessed April 21, 2026).

[1] Wikipedia contributors, “Camille Pissarro,” Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia, https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Camille_Pissarro&oldid=1278793537 (accessed April 21, 2026).

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#Writing Advice: the good, the bad, and the ugly

We humans find it easy to remember simple sayings, little proverbs, if you will. New authors are bombarded with many axioms about the craft of writing. Some will be good, and some will lead to later problems.

The commonly repeated writing proverbs were originally intended to encourage writers to craft stories that readers would understand and enjoy.

Writers must know the basic rules of grammar. You don’t have to memorize the Chicago Manual of Style. With so much information available online, you don’t necessarily have to buy it unless you are an editor. However, knowledge of the most basic rules enables a reader to understand your work.

It is also true that writers should develop a broader vocabulary, work on character arcs, and use words to show the visual world in which the story is set.

If we are open to learning, we gain knowledge and confidence, and our work improves.

The craft of writing is a vast subject. It fascinates me, and I know I’ll never learn all there is to know about the subject.

I’ve been writing professionally for more than twenty years. Online writers’ forums are usually good places where good people offer good advice. However, there are a few gurus, those whose voices are so loud they override the rest, and they are often too harsh in applying the “rules of writing.”

One must use common sense when writing. I’ve seen many an online kerfuffle between strong egos, especially if they are protected by anonymity in a forum.

Cover of Book, Steering the Craft by Ursula K. LeguinToday, I’m discussing the eight commonly repeated mantras found in these forums. They are fundamentally good but also have the potential to backfire. An author with too rigid a view of these sayings won’t be able to see beyond the rules that imprison them and limit their creative existence.

The rules most likely to backfire (in my opinion) are as follows:

  • Remove all modifiers.

This advice is complete crap. Use common sense, and don’t use unnecessary modifiers. Why do I say this? Some adverbs and adjectives are necessary. When we refer to modifiers, what do we mean?

Any word that modifies (alters, changes, transforms) the meaning and intent of another word is a modifier. Adjectives modify nouns, and adverbs modify verbs. These words can add emphasis, explanation, or detail to an otherwise bald statement.

List of words ending in "ly"We also use them as conjunctions to connect thoughts: “otherwise,” “then,” and “besides.” However, the overuse of “ly” words can fluff up our prose and ruin the taste of our work.

  • Don’t use speech tags.

What? Who said that?

Too many speech tags, especially odd and bizarre ones, can stop the eye. When the characters are snorting, hissing, and ejaculating their dialogue, I will put the book down and never pick it up again. My favorite authors seem to stick to common tags like ‘said‘ and ‘replied‘. Or, they show who was speaking by including an action or other visual in that paragraph.

  • Show, Don’t Tell. Don’t Ever Don’t do it!

Nothing is more disgusting than a scene where a person’s facial expressions are described in minutia. Yes, lips do stretch into smiles, and eyebrows draw together, and that is an important part of showing mood.

But expressions are only part of the signals that reveal the character’s interior emotions.

Another extreme is the scene where the author leans too heavily on the internal, describing the stomach-churning, gut-wrenching shock and wide-eyed trembling of hands.

And don’t forget the recurring moments of weak-kneed nausea.

For me, the most challenging part of writing the final draft of any novel is balancing the visual indicators of emotion with the more profound, internal clues.

  • Write what you know and don’t dare to write something you don’t.

Please, use your imagination.

Cover of book, the Hobbit by J.R.R. TolkienYour life experiences shape your writing, but your imagination is the story’s fuel and source. J.R.R. Tolkien understood senseless conflicts and total warfare because he had experienced them.

His books detail his view of the utter devastation of war. However, they are set in a fantasy environment and feature elves and orcs, neither of which abound in England.

We must understand what we’re writing about. Are you writing a police procedural? Research the subject, and if necessary, interview people in that profession.

  • If you’re bored with your story, your reader will be too.

That’s NOT true. You have spent months, years even, immersed in that story. You know it inside and out, but your reader doesn’t.

And the commonly bandied writing proverbs go on and on.

  • Kill your darlings.

We shouldn’t be married to our favorite prose or characters. Sometimes we must cut a paragraph, a chapter, or even a character we love because it no longer fits the story. But remember, people read for pleasure and because they love good prose. If a sentence that you particularly like works, keep it. If you must cut a character, use them in another story.

  • Cut all exposition.

Exposition informs both the reader and the characters. The timing of when we insert the exposition into the narrative is crucial. The reader wants to know what the characters know. But they only need that knowledge when it becomes necessary, and they don’t want paragraphs of information dumped on them.

Bad advice is good advice taken to an extreme. But all writing advice has roots in truth.

  • Too much telling takes the adventure out of the reading experience.
  • Too much showing is tedious and can be disgusting. It takes effort to find that happy medium, but writing is work.

Cover of Book, Damn Fine Story by Chuck WendigProverbs help us educate ourselves because they are easy to remember. Unless an author is fortunate enough to have a formal education in the subject, we must rely on the internet and handy self-help guides to learn the many nuances of the writing craft.

That is what I have done. I buy books on the craft of writing modern 21st-century genre fiction and listen to the advice of the literary giants of the past.

But we have to use caution. While the majority of online writers’ forums are great, some aren’t helpful because they have become a soapbox for a few self-proclaimed gurus. These are people armed with a bit of knowledge, a large ego, and a loud voice.

My advice? Be careful, and don’t share your work with any group until you have seen how they treat each other.

Cover of boo, Activate by Damon SuedeI study the craft of writing because I love it, and I apply the proverbs and rules of advice gently. Whether my work is good or bad, I don’t know. But I write the stories I want to read, so I am writing for a niche audience of one: me.

However, I read two or three books a week. I love books where the authors clearly know the rules but break them when necessary.

So, my friends, go forth, and write. Now, more than ever, the world needs your stories.

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#FineArtFriday: Castle Bentheim by Jacob van Ruisdael, ca 1650

Artist: Jacob van Ruisdael (1628/1629–1682)

Title: Bentheim Castle

Genre: landscape painting

Description: Castle Bentheim. The castle located on a hilltop, seen from below by a stream with a small waterfall, rocks, and tree trunks.

Date: between 1650 and 1682

Medium: oil on canvas

Dimensions: height: 68 cm (26.7 in)

Collection: Rijksmuseum

What I like about this painting:

Jacob van Ruisdael gives us a view of Castle Bentheim in the late afternoon. The sun is low in the sky behind us and to our right, casting a warm glow on the sandstone walls of the ancient keep. Skies are one of van Ruisdael’s fortes, but in this painting, the sky with its clouds of gray and white doesn’t quite dominate. The fortress on its hill rises high, as if to say “You have no power over me. I’ve withstood the centuries and risen from the ashes more than once. I am not going away.”

This painting is an excellent visual for fantasy writers. We see how it seems to grow from the rocky hill, how it towers over the countryside. There are many stories here, both historical and imagined.

About Ruisdael’s visit to Bentheim Castle, via Wikipedia:

There has been speculation that Ruisdael accompanied an expedition to acquire Bentheimer sandstone for building the new Amsterdam Town Hall, an ambitious project by mayor Nicolaes Tulp that employed many artists, including the Haarlem architect Jacob van Campen as master builder. Bentheimer sandstone was a popular product being used to build canal mansions along the new canals of Amsterdam. In Haarlem, the facade of the house of Pieter Teyler van der Hulst is cladded with Bentheimer sandstone, and though this was probably done later in the 1740s, it shows how the popularity of this material overshadowed the use of Namur stone from Belgium, the material used earlier in the 17th century for cladding of the Waag, Haarlem, which is a few doors down from Teyler’s house. However it is also entirely plausible that Ruisdael was invited to the castle to paint it, but little is known of the art collection in the castle at that time.

Ruisdael was even tempted to make a dramatic sweeping version of the castle that was copied almost in mirror image by Haarlem contemporary Nicolaes Berchem, called “his great friend” by Ruisdael biographer Arnold Houbraken. It is assumed that the artists travelled together, but no archival evidence beyond dated artworks survive which support this. [1]

For more about the history of Castle Bentheim go to Bentheim Castle – Wikipedia. Also, The Secrets of Bad Bentheim | What’s Hidden Under the Castle?

About the artist, via Wikipedia:

Jacob Isaackszoon van Ruisdael was born in Haarlem in 1628 or 1629 into a family of painters, all landscapists. The number of painters in the family, and the multiple spellings of the van Ruisdael name, have hampered attempts to document his life and attribute his works. The name Ruisdael is connected to a castle, now lost, in the village of Blaricum. The village was the home of Jacob’s grandfather, the furniture maker Jacob de Goyer. When de Goyer moved away to Naarden, three of his sons changed their name to van Ruysdael or van Ruisdael, probably to indicate their origin. Two of De Goyer’s sons became painters: Jacob’s father Isaack van Ruisdael and his well-known uncle Salomon van Ruysdael. Jacob himself always spelled his name with an “i”, while his cousin, Salomon’s son Jacob Salomonszoon van Ruysdael, also a landscape artist, spelled his name with a “y”. Jacob’s earliest biographer, Arnold Houbraken, called him Jakob Ruisdaal.

It is not known whether Ruisdael’s mother was Isaack van Ruisdael’s first wife, whose name is unknown, or his second wife, Maycken Cornelisdochter. Isaack and Maycken married on 12 November 1628.

Ruisdael’s teacher is also unknown.  It is often assumed Ruisdael studied with his father and uncle, but there is no evidence for this.  He appears to have been strongly influenced by other contemporary local Haarlem landscapists, most notably Cornelis Vroom and Allart van Everdingen. [2]


Credits and Attributions:

IMAGE: Wikimedia Commons contributors, “File:Kasteel Bentheim Rijksmuseum SK-A-347.jpeg,” Wikimedia Commons, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?title=File:Kasteel_Bentheim_Rijksmuseum_SK-A-347.jpeg&oldid=1176106258 (accessed April 16, 2026).

[1] Wikipedia contributors, “View of Bentheim Castle,” Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia, https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=View_of_Bentheim_Castle&oldid=1332491171 (accessed April 16, 2026).

[2] Wikipedia contributors, “Jacob van Ruisdael,” Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia, https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Jacob_van_Ruisdael&oldid=1346810374 (accessed April 16, 2026).

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Sometimes I want to write, but words fail me #writing

We all have moments when our creativity fails us.

This happens when I have an idea, but the words won’t come. Or when they do, they feel stilted, awful. It happens to every writer at some point, and we feel alone in that experience. The words are supposed to flow from our fingers, but the well is dry and nary a drop fills our cup.

Some people call this writer’s block, and when I first began writing, I did too.

Now, twenty years on, I know it’s only a temporary, irritating, supremely frustrating lull in my creativity.

I’m experiencing such a moment right now. The world is in a spin, which is worrying enough. But more immediately, my husband has suffered yet another health crisis and has spent most of the last week in the hospital.

I have learned to write my way through these dry spells. Usually, the work I produce in this frame of mind is awful, and I wouldn’t share it with anyone. But I am a professional writer, and writing every day keeps me fit and in the habit of working.

Writing is like participating in sports or playing a musical instrument. I did both, and one thing I learned first is this: we must practice if we want to be good at it.

For me, succeeding at sports, music, or writing requires discipline. I’m a grandma and lost my ability to play hockey many years ago, and am no longer too musically inclined. If I allow it, I will lose momentum and purpose if I stop writing for any reason.

I don’t want to lose that feeling of passion for my work.

Nevertheless, there are times when we come to a place where we can’t think of what to write.

It happens to everyone, and we each handle it differently.

I will share how I deal with lulls in creativity, and believe me, I know it’s not a one-size-fits-all solution.

First, I suggest you save the file you are working on, the one you can’t seem to make headway on. Close it, and delete nothing. You will be able to continue or use this work later, so file it properly.

  • Sometimes, the problem is that your mind is on a different project that wants to be written, and you can’t focus on the job at hand.

If that is the case, work on the project that is on your mind. Let that creative energy flow, and you can reconnect with the first story once the new idea is out of the way.

I have mentioned this before, but for me, writer’s block is not a block per se. It’s an inability to visualize a scene I must write to advance a story. If I can’t picture it, I can’t describe it.

Unfortunately, some people have a different experience, one where they have no words whatsoever. They try, they struggle, and nothing comes to them.

This creates a kind of trauma. Once a person has experienced that moment of complete inability, the fear of being unable to write can magnify the problem until it paralyzes them.

Frustrating, yes. Do I question my choice of profession? Yes. Will I chain myself to my desk until I get it written?

No, but I will make avocado toast and read a cozy mystery until I decide to stop feeling pathetic and do what I know works for me.

So, what do I do when the words don’t come?

Jennifer Lauck is an American fiction and non-fiction author, essayist, speaker, and writing instructor. She offers great seminars on writing, and I have learned a great deal about writing and a writer’s life from her.

What follows is me passing what I have learned from her on to you:

First, I open a new document. At the top of this document, I type “Where I Am Today.”

  • I look around myself and see the room I am in, trying to see it with a stranger’s eyes.
  • I briefly describe what the stranger might see on entering that room.
  • Then I describe how I feel sitting in that place at that moment in time.

I write two or three paragraphs just to prove I can do it.

Next, I go somewhere else and take my notebook or a scrap of paper, just something to write on.

I am the stranger there, so I write three more paragraphs detailing how I fit into that new space and how it makes me feel. You could do this at the mall, a coffee shop, or in the supermarket parking lot. Just go somewhere that is not your usual space and do it.

When I am stuck for words, the most important thing I do is sit somewhere quiet and let my mind wander.

Or not. Sometimes an activity I’ve been avoiding, such as cleaning a bathroom or doing laundry can jar an idea loose. It’s work that allows for creative thinking and I feel incredibly productive at the same time.

The last exercise is my favorite part: Where do I want to be? I visualize it and describe my imaginary scene as if I am looking at it.

I want to walk along the high-tide mark on a foggy beach. I want to hear the gulls and the waves. I want to feel at peace again.

I know it’s a little unusual, but this exercise works for me. Writing about nothing in particular is like doodling. It is a form of mind-wandering, or daydreaming. Random ideas and thoughts can come to you, seemingly from nowhere. With perseverance, you will be able to write your other work again.

Everyone has family, jobs, and demands on their time and energy. Reality intrudes on our writing time, something no one is immune to.

Sometimes the crazy politics and asinine cruelties of this world get in the way of writing.

We might feel unwell or have too many things to accomplish and not enough time to get them all done. Someone you love may be facing a debilitating illness, or worse.

In my real life, all of these things sap my creativity.

But I sit down and get at least 100 words on paper, random ideas written just to prove to myself that I can. This usually leads to a more productive writing session. But if it doesn’t, I don’t beat myself up.

After all, I just wrote 100 words, so I’m still a writer.

In the meantime, here is the picture of an amazing stump that I found in a garden at the local hospital. Perhaps it will inspire a few ideas for you!

Giant Stump © Connie J. Jasperson 2026

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#FineArtFriday: a second look at “Haying at Jones Inn” by George Henry Durrie 1854

Artist: George Henry Durrie (1820–1863)

Title: English: Haying at Jones Inn

Date: 1854

Medium: oil on canvas

Dimensions: 22″×30″

Location: Private collection

Life has gone a little sideways here at Casa del Jasperson this week. I feel in need of something calm and soothing, a little comfort from the past. The works of George Henry Durrie have always appealed to my imagination and they inspire all the warm feelings we sometimes need in this topsy-turvy world. We first looked at this painting last October.

What I love about this painting:

George Henry Durrie found beauty in the depictions of ordinary life. He always found a way to fit people into his scenes.

I absolutely love the nostalgia of this scene, and the wealth of information about how a reputable roadside inn worked. It is clear that Durrie was frequent guest at Jones Inn. He traveled widely in the years he worked as a portrait painter, and this particular public house is featured in his work several times from different angles. I like to imagine he painted the inn to provide a little respite from the demands of portraiture.

This scene shows us a day at the end of summer. Laborers are bringing a wagon piled high with hay. Two oxen are hitched behind a horse, the three working together to pull the laden wagon.

Country inns were often working farms. They had to be, as they were feeding staff and laborers as well as guests all year long, and there were no Costco, Sam’s Club, or Wholesale Foods to purchase supplies from.

The stables and the people who cared for the horses were just as important. Providing well for travelers’ horses was as crucial as that of providing the best rooms and food possible for their guests.

The hay piled on this wagon will feed not only the innkeepers’ beasts but will feed the horses ridden by guests as the year progresses. Many more wagons will be required to fill the barn and hayloft.

About the Artist, Via Wikipedia:

George Henry Durrie (June 6, 1820 – October 15, 1863) was an American landscape artist noted especially for his rural winter snow scenes, which became very popular after they were reproduced as lithographic prints by Currier and Ives.

For many years, Durrie made a living primarily as a portrait painter, executing hundreds of commissions. After marriage, he made frequent trips, traveling to New York, Massachusetts, New Jersey, and Virginia, fulfilling commissions and looking for new ones. His diary reveals that he was an enthusiastic railroad traveler, in the early days of the railroads. Durrie also painted what he called “fancy pieces”, whimsical studies of still lives or stage actors, as well as painting scenes on window-shades and fireplace covers. But portrait painting commissions became scarcer when photography came on the scene, offering a cheaper alternative to painted portraits, and, as his account-book shows, Durrie rarely painted a portrait after 1851.

Durrie’s interest shifted to landscape painting, and while on the road, or at home, made frequent sketches of landscape elements that caught his eye. Around 1844 Durrie began painting water and snow scenes, and took a second place medal at the 1845 New Haven State Fair for two winter landscapes. [1]

To learn more about this artist, go to  George Henry Durrie – Wikipedia


Credits and Attributions:

IMAGE: Wikimedia Commons contributors, “File:George Henry Durrie – Haying at Jones Inn.JPG,” Wikimedia Commons, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?title=File:George_Henry_Durrie_-_Haying_at_Jones_Inn.JPG&oldid=853995435 (accessed October 22, 2025).

[1] Wikipedia contributors, “George Henry Durrie,” Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia, https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=George_Henry_Durrie&oldid=1282714933 (accessed October 22, 2025).

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