Tag: writing
member name: Samara O'Shea
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January 16, 2008 05:16 PM EST --
I just finished the final edits on my second book? Note to Self: On Keeping a Journal and Other Dangerous Pursuits ?which is due out in July. There were a few sections that my editor and I decided weren't . . .
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September 28, 2007 11:58 AM EDT --
Hello friends,
I hope everyone is well. I wrote a letter yesterday, under the guidance of Amnesty International (amnestyusa.org), to President Bush with regards to the horrific human rights violations . . .
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August 28, 2007 12:27 PM EDT --
In an arguably morbid conversation, my sister and I were discussing our funerals the other day. The two of us are pretty irreverent when it comes to death—this, naturally, drives my parents mad—and . . .
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September 07, 2007 04:03 PM EDT --
I was at once both surprised and delighted when I learned of this epistolary phenomenon — letters to Juliet. How it began is difficult to say; the important thing is that it did. People from all . . .
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August 17, 2007 02:12 PM EDT --
The following is an excerpt from Introduction, Part One of The Love of Letters. To learn more about the book, please visit the Collins.gather.com group!
The art of general letter-writing . . .
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July 07, 2008 12:31 PM EDT --
The point I am about to make is reiterated before me as the word "blogger" is underlined in red in my Microsoft Word document. Spell check has no idea what a blogger is, and, for a long time, . . .
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July 14, 2008 03:34 PM EDT --
This has now happened to me enough times that it's worthy of a write-up. Someone will ask me the innocent question, "What's your book about?" and, though I could wax poetic about it . . .
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July 21, 2008 11:14 AM EDT --
I started keeping a journal when I was fifteen. At the time I did it because it felt right. I had no idea what mental medicine it really was. It wasn't until after college that I looked back, read . . .
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August 20, 2007 10:19 AM EDT --
My first book caught me completely off guard. I had spent my senior year of college and first few years as a young professional dreaming of, outlining, and eventually writing a novel. If someone had told . . .
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