I know you and I are not about poems or other sentimental bullshit but I have to tell you even the way you drink your coffee knocks me the fuck out. — Clementine Von Radics
December 11, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
I have spent the last few weeks trying to figure out how the last third of the book goes. My original outline for that part of the book was all of seventy words long, so you’ll understand it needed some expansion. I mean, my outlines at the best of times are usually a couple of […]
December 3, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
While writing Wizards I keep looking back at Path trying to find similarities, differences, to see where my writing has improved or just changed. Some of those are very clear, and then other things I see and haven’t the faintest idea what it means. Like — my opening paragraphs are getting shorter. The first paragraph […]
November 26, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
You know how if you say a word often enough it ceases to have any meaning and becomes just a weird collection of syllables that you start to wonder who put in that order? Okay. Have you ever noticed how titles do the same thing? It’s like they only mean something the first time you […]
November 8, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
1. A comma splice walks into a bar, it has a drink and then leaves. 2. A dangling modifier walks into a bar. After finishing a drink, the bartender asks it to leave. 3. A question mark walks into a bar? 4. Two quotation marks “walk into” a bar. 5. A gerund and an infinitive […]
November 5, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
This morning I was going to write something clever, or maybe even funny, or at the very least less incoherent and probably less about ducks. I was going to raise the bar. As the bar is on the floor after the last couple of weeks of fever posts I thought this would not be hard. […]
October 12, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
Me: ….I’ll have you gagged, beaten bloody and then forced to dress as a mime so others will know to avoid you. Is that better? Rick: Yes. But maybe will know how much they need to avoid you? Me: No, that sounds awkward. Rick: Yeah, but, like the degree. Like there’s vagabond, man with a […]
October 9, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
Arkem: You said something before that I thought should be addressed. You said you were writing. Possibly still are? Me: …yes. Arkem: Right. Then I wanted to make you aware of something. It’s Sunday. That’s a day when traditionally people don’t work. Me: Yes. Um. I couldn’t help it. You left me alone in the […]
September 26, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
A young girl is playing in her bedroom when she hears her mother call to her from the first floor kitchen. As she descends the staircase and strides down the passageway, hands emerge from a hall closet and pull her in while she’s passing by. When the girl’s eyes finally acclimate to the darkness, she […]
September 21, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
In the last eight writing days (read: all the writing days I’ve had since I got back as the other days were taken up with boring admin-ity crap and being weekends) I’ve written more than ten thousand words of Wizards. Or, to put it another way, a volume that represents a quarter of the current […]
April 29, 2013 by Kandace Mavrick
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