Oh, I want to be within this poem. Irish landscapes…romantic gestures…The visuals of the actions make you yearn to be sated, just as the protagonist is “thirsty, as if I licked the salty undersides of little boats anchored in the bay.”
Thousands of writers, editors, teachers, publishers and others keen for the written word converged in Los Angeles, California, from March 30th to April 2nd for the Association of Writers and Writing Programs annual conference.
I would love to get into the mind of Allison Thorpe. Humor is not easy for a lot of writers, but Thorpe’s words flow onto the page just like melted butter.
Can Google Raise Dead Authors? They’re trying to do just that. Through their Natural Language Understanding unit, Google is trying to teach its artificial intelligence to predict sentences of authors, such as Shakespeare and Mark Twain, by pouring millions of lines into networks
“Cattywampus Cats on Colorful Mats”
We write from memory. Beach water was always too cold, sand too hot to walk across, the sun too bright for my eyes. Once my