Linda K Sienkiewicz

Writing life, line by line

Writers, Respect What You Do

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As if... When I was an aspiring writer, I didn’t always prioritize my work. One conversation changed that. Years ago, I told my therapist I often felt guilty when I was writing. He drew back as if startled. "Why?" he asked, frowning. I shrugged, said "Like I should be cleaning or something…” and then stopped. I was about to say "more constructive." As if my writing isn't … [Read more...]

What, Why, How: Maryann Miller

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What? Hello, my name is Maryann, and I’m addicted to writing. It started when I was about ten years old and had just finished reading a charming book about Lassie written by Albert Payson Terhune. After closing the book, I turned to my friend who was reading with me and said, “Let’s write stories like this.” My first story wasn’t about a dog. It was about a horse, and The Call of the Wild … [Read more...]

What, Why, How: Tracy Lawson

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What: I’ve always wanted to be a writer, but for the bulk of my adult life, I told stories through dance. Creating recital pieces and choreographing musicals required most of my creative bandwidth, and left me not totally burned out but always a little singed. The same year our daughter graduated high school, my husband changed jobs and we moved from Ohio to Texas. Now officially an empty … [Read more...]

Totally Shredded

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The Routine: In the morning, I prepare our older dog Clementine’s food– a special low protein kibble with a pump of fish oil and a sprinkling of tartar-removal flakes. Then I use a small syringe to shoot her liquid bacon-flavored medication, .5 ML, into a Pill Pocket, a big chewy doggy gummy with a hole in it. I tuck two and a half pills inside, too. I give her the Pill Pocket outside. Her … [Read more...]

What, Why, How: Charlie Brice

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What: Years ago, when I first started writing for publication, I thought I wanted to be a novelist, a fictioneer, as one of my teachers, Chuck Kinder, used to say. My wife and I had a place on Walloon Lake near Petoskey, MI and I noticed, one day, while browsing in a bookstore, that a writers’ retreat was going to be held on our lake. I talked Judy into going. When Judy and I first got … [Read more...]