Poem for Maya Angelou



Little girl with braids akimbo
We see the wisdom in your eyes
That captures heart and hope and courage
When even voice falters.

When words return
They offer a singular understanding of individuality. Humanity.

Age and grace give you a place of honor and admiration deserved. Yet not the most important thing. For the light of a true voice remains well beyond faltering accolades.

In Memoriam


Writer’s Block Blues


imagesL0VAO2NZI should be writin' but I cain't
I should be happy but I ain't
Words on the run
Ideas won't come
I got the writer's block blues.

You say I'm lazy, don't you try it
Just start composing, I don't by it
Stuck in the drudge
Don't be my judge
It's just the writer's block blues.

Twitter says follow and I do
Facebook says like me; please like me too
TV's a siren
I'm really tryin'
to cure my writer's block blues.

Writing: The Journey

This is an archival post from March 2011.

I’m what would be described as an emerging writer…although I’m neither new at writing nor young.   I have been a storyteller for a long time but my medium has been television.    My work now is to become nimble in the craft of writing.   It is a challenge.

I hear dialogue and see action when I write.  My stories have a voice (and usually an accompanying visual) that plays like a movie in my head; the result of writing scores of scripts, narratives and introductions for film and television projects I’ve produced.   It’s an enviable skill to have for a medium that relies on sound and images but a burden for writing literary fiction where story, plot and words are the masters.

But, I’ve been writing all my life so my backlog of unpublished short stories and poetry have given me a way to re-train myself.  The poetry has been especially useful because it depends so much upon the vitality and authenticity of words.   When I write poetry it doesn’t invoke an image, its origins are organic and my response is visceral.   When I’m lucky, my fiction writing has a certain poetry.

I admire writers who are inherently cerebral.    I admire writers who demonstrate a fluidity of language.   I admire writers with powers of description that lift characters or locales right from the page.     I don’t know what kind of writer I am, yet.    I do know when I write well my head, heart and spirit are all composing and my keyboard is just their instrument.


Post Script:  My novel, Long Way Home a World War II Novel, is available as an e-book on Amazon.com  I’m completing my second book, working title: Motor City/Magic City about an African American, female private investigator working in Detroit .

On Writing

Writing is an adventure. To begin with, it is a toy and an amusement. Then it becomes a mistress, then it becomes a master, then it becomes a tyrant. The last phase is that just as you are about to be reconciled to your servitude, you kill the monster and fling him to the public.

– Winston Churchill