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Coming up…

First order of business:  Be careful out there this holiday season.  Seriously.  The latest-greatest whatnots aren’t worth a car wreck or getting trampled on.  Are we cool?  Cool.

Next item up for bid, I have a new/additional blog at http://tomleveen.livejournal.com/.  The blog you’re reading right now? Semi-professional.  The Livejournal? Not so much.  That’s all I’m sayin’.

Many fun appearances coming up!  Barnes & Noble Desert Ridge on Nov. 30 at 6 pm with the always-amazing Lisa McMann, for a fundraiser for a local high school.  Much Fun! 

Next, Palamino Library here in Scottsdale teaching a writing class.  That’s December 3 at 230 pm. 

After that, another writing class at Civic Center Library in Scottsdale on Dec. 6 at 4 pm.

And don’t forget YAllapalooza at Changing Hands on January 29!  Oh-Em-Gee, so much fun, you don’t even KNOW.

Okay-doke, I’m neck deep in revisions for, at last count, three books, so…see ya soon?

~ Tom

On Writing

With apologies to Stephen King for use of the title.

My wife once asked me, “What is it about writers that they see things that other people don’t? How does your mind work to grab these conversations or images or people, and then turn them into stories?”

A fair question, and one I’d not thought of before. She asked this on the I-10 on our way to one of many trips to either Pasadena or Santa Barbara.

So I told her, “Well, I think writers just ask questions. Like that burned out old bus we just passed, sitting there all by itself in the desert. How did it get there? Was there a crash or something? Why was it abandoned so far off the highway? What happened to the driver? Were there any students in it? I could write a story answering any one of those questions. I think that’s the difference.”

Joy said: “. . .What burned out bus?”

And, well, there it is. I suppose writers see things that are incongruous, and we have to know the answer to how they became such. Lacking the truth, we write fiction to answer the question to our satisfaction. But we’re always honest in our lies; good fiction should never lie to you.

So there’s a writing prompt, if you’re looking for one: There’s an abandoned, burned-out bus shell out in the boonies somewhere. What happened? How long has it been there, what happened to the occupants? Who knows – it might be the beginning (or end!) of your next book!
~ Tom