Author: James Scott

Non-Writing Things that Nevertheless Help Me Write: The Boston Red Sox

Non-Writing Things that Nevertheless Help Me Write: The Boston Red Sox

When I told a friend my idea for these posts, she said, “That’s great. Post 1: beer. Post 2: scotch.” This rather snarky answer actually reinforced one of my goals for these admittedly egotistical pieces: All writers have their crutches and vices, and while alcohol is often one of them, there are others. I swear….

Non-Writing Things That Nevertheless Help Me Write: Music

Non-Writing Things That Nevertheless Help Me Write: Music

When I told a friend my idea for these posts, she said, “That’s great. Post 1: beer. Post 2: scotch.” This rather snarky answer actually reinforced one of my goals for these admittedly egotistical pieces: All writers have their crutches and vices, and while alcohol is often one of them, there are others. I swear….

Non-Writing Things that Nevertheless Help Me Write: Steve Martin

Non-Writing Things that Nevertheless Help Me Write: Steve Martin

When I told a friend my idea for these posts, she said, “That’s great. Post 1: beer. Post 2: scotch.” This rather snarky answer actually reinforced one of my goals for these admittedly egotistical pieces: all writers have their crutches and vices, and while alcohol is often one of them, there are others. I swear….

My Anthology: “Dinosaur” by Bruce Holland Rogers

My Anthology: “Dinosaur” by Bruce Holland Rogers

Sometimes I daydream about putting together an anthology of my favorite short stories, kind of like a mix tape. Over the course of my blogging duties, I’m going to discuss a few of the stories that—from my experience—aren’t as familiar to readers. Whether it’s writing issues or life issues, I have given “Dinosaur” to more…

My Anthology: “Walking Out” By David Quammen

My Anthology: “Walking Out” By David Quammen

Sometimes I daydream about putting together an anthology of my favorite short stories, kind of like a mix tape. Over the course of my blogging duties, I’m going to discuss a few of the stories that—from my experience—aren’t as familiar to readers. My Anthology: “Walking Out” By David Quammen I first encountered this story in…

Getting Here

Getting Here

I stood in a bookstore next to an author whom I would describe as both famous and wonderful, and she patted a stack of her own books that sat on a table, prominently displayed. She smiled a little—a private smile. She looked at me, a bit embarrassed that I’d seen her, and said, “It’s still…