Tag: writing
Worst book signing ever
Oh, how I loved this essay. It’s the perfect way to start a Monday. Enjoy! REMEMBERING THE WORST BOOK SIGNING EVER LORI JAKIELA ON THE TIME SAM’S CLUB CONFUSED HER FOR MISS AMERICA By Lori Jakiela Outside Sam’s Club there’s a bubble machine, like on Lawrence Welk. It’s meant to be festive because this is… Read More Worst book signing ever
Another publication, and what I’m reading
It’s raining outside. It’s been raining for days, a moody summer rain that’s intensified the green so that everywhere I look there is green, green, green. I love the sound of rain on the roof. It reminds me of childhood and lying in bed at night, covers pulled to my chin as I wondered what… Read More Another publication, and what I’m reading
Finalist status, more publications, and pigging out on strawberries
Well, as Hegel said, the pendulum swings one way and then it swings the other. Right now, it’s swinging in a good direction for me (hallelujah, and thanks to my muse and the goddess of literary intentions). All of my hard work, all of the nights I agonized over commas and line breaks and word… Read More Finalist status, more publications, and pigging out on strawberries
Mouse in the house, and more mountains
We have a mouse in the house. A very small, kind of cute mouse. It’s in the downstairs area, where my writing room is located. This mouse appears to like my writing room. Maybe it fancies itself as the next Franz Kafka and is using my computer to write Metamorphosis II. Or maybe it’s just… Read More Mouse in the house, and more mountains
Lots and lots o’ summer, Alaska style
We’ve been having incredible weather here. Days and days of sunshine (rare in Alaska), warm temps (again, rare in Alaska) and daylight stretching toward midnight. How can a person possibly stay indoors and write? Well, this person can’t. I’ve had four days off from work and crammed in so much outdoor time that I’m almost… Read More Lots and lots o’ summer, Alaska style
Flash fiction up at Panoplyzine
My flash fiction piece “Savages” is up at Panoplyzine. Here’s the beginning: Savages by Cinthia Ritchie Summers, we live like savages out at our mother’s fish camp. We don’t bathe. We wear the same clothes for weeks. Our smells swim through the tent, thick and oily. Our teeth remain unbrushed and after a few days our gums… Read More Flash fiction up at Panoplyzine
An acceptance, and another rejection
Well, what should I post first? The good news or the bad news? Okay, good news wins. My flash fiction piece “Savages” was accepted at Panoplyzine. The piece is an excerpt from a longer work, either a novella or a novel (depending on when and how and at what point I lose my steam) titled “Swimming… Read More An acceptance, and another rejection
Mountains, and two more rejections
Yesterday we took a drive out to Palmer to visit with my partner’s sister for her birthday. It was late afternoon, the sky a lazy blue, and the mountains looked so lovely that I couldn’t stop snapping photos as if I were a silly-headed tourist. While I don’t love winter, the cold or snow, I… Read More Mountains, and two more rejections
A little extra, for Leap Day
Happy Leap Day, everyone. An extra day (!!) to write and submit and obsess and waste time not writing and then even more time by obsessing over why you’re not writing. Mondays, I submit (submit to the master, oh lord, do I sound like I might write “Fifty Shades of Grey” wannabe erotica, lol?). And… Read More A little extra, for Leap Day
Cinthia Ritchie 