Monthly Archives: January 2012

http://www.davefolsom.net/?p=2289 Writing fiction is mostly a solitary endeavor, one that combines a prodigious amount of typing, staring at the wall dreaming and occasionally gazing out the window at birds. Not that the birds have anything to do with the writing but they just happen to congregate in a place where I can see them. Like many fiction writers I started out writing short stories, which at least in my case, were mostly bad. Frustrated, I bravely took a year-long post graduate course in Creative Writing at a local college in my home town. Writing fiction is mostly a solitary endeavor, one that combines a prodigious amount of typing, staring at the wall dreaming and occasionally gazing out the window at birds. Not that the birds have anything to do with the writing but they just happen to congregate in a place where I can see them. Like many fiction writers I started out writing short stories, which at least in my case, were mostly bad. Frustrated, I bravely took a year-long post graduate course in Creative Writing at a local college in my home town. Continue reading →