Tag Archives: Writing

Writing as a Logical Series of Steps

Posted on September 11, 2020 by Barry Pomeroy

The inevitability of plot is one of the easiest aspects of writing. As a storyteller you shove a metal key into your characters, wind them up like a toy, and watch them perform series of proscribed motions. Many of the … Continue reading →

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The Ego in Creative Projects

Posted on October 5, 2018 by Barry Pomeroy

One of the central problems when dealing with a creative writer is that of their emotional investment in their work. They do not see what they have written as merely product, such as a snail and their shell, but rather … Continue reading →

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Misplacing People by Modifiers

Posted on November 4, 2017 by Barry Pomeroy

Normally when I am reading articles, especially those on a topic outside my field of study, I often gloss over errors or problems with the prose. Sometimes I am halted in midsentence by an utterance that is troubling in terms … Continue reading →

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Working on the Birth and Death of Planeville

Posted on April 12, 2016 by Barry Pomeroy

I have spent the last few months—when I can spare a moment from teaching and marking—working on my novel about the now extinct village of Planeville. In some ways this project has been more difficult than others, perhaps because although … Continue reading →

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The Origin of Planeville

Posted on January 31, 2016 by Barry Pomeroy

The settlers of Planeville pulled a living from the south facing slope by planting apples trees on the bank, floated spruce and fir down the river to Jewet’s mill so the lumber could be sold in town, and scraped gardens … Continue reading →

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Writing is a Poor Person’s Art

Posted on November 30, 2015 by Barry Pomeroy

Writing is the poor person’s art, just like soccer is the poor person’s sport. All you need to play soccer is a will, for a ball can be made out of torn nylon stockings, my friends from Chile tell me, … Continue reading →

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An Authorial Dream of Wealth and Success

Posted on November 21, 2015 by Barry Pomeroy

Perhaps because my latest book, Not Quite Dark: A Post-Apocalyptic Adoption Story is doing well in terms of sales, I had a strange dream about being a popular writer the other night. I dreamed that Obama had unwittingly endorsed my … Continue reading →

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Writing in the Cabin

Posted on July 30, 2015 by Barry Pomeroy

I came back today after ordering my textbooks last night and finishing the Monkey Fear work. On the way, I went to Millville and Miriam and I changed my tires for next week’s inspection. It was nice to see her … Continue reading →

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Moose Curiosity and Alice

Posted on July 25, 2015 by Barry Pomeroy

I woke early this morning and lay for a long time wishing for sleep. Finally I got up and set the computer on charge with the inverter even before the sun supplied any more than twenty watts. Then I went … Continue reading →

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Breaking out the Teeth

Posted on July 11, 2015 by Barry Pomeroy

I was awake early today, perhaps, although without a watch I don’t know. I ate a leisurely breakfast while listening to the Saturday radio programs and then tackled the tree I found yesterday that had fallen last year. I cut … Continue reading →

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