E. Vernon F. Glenn
In The Bog While Blogging

In The Bog While Blogging

It occurs to me that were I to limit these forays unto the keyboard to all things attuned to ‘writing’, that would get pretty boring and too, would run out of runway all too quickly.So, I think I’ll veer off the track and wander some today.Did you know that I love to...

There Must Always Be Evil

How does good writing find an equilibrium?A couple thoughts on this have come to me, ultimately in the form of a lovely tree. There is a fulsome, spreading top of the tree, then narrowing to specific observations and forms down the trunk and to the supporting...
Talking The Talk

Talking The Talk

I have been told that I am accomplished at writing dialogue. I appreciate that and think I am good at it. As my Daddy often said, “It’s a damn poor dog that won’t wag his own tail” so I’ll go ahead and own that.Now, how did that ‘skill’ come to be?This may all sound...

Short story: Lunar Light

She was one good looking tall drink of water, legs long as the towering yellow pines in the deep forest surrounding the place, a figure like those grand carvings of women that graced the prows of the giant prides of the long ago British fleets, flowing sun blonded...