The Coffee Writer

Author: yvonneharbison

  • In the meanwhile…

    An interesting thing happened over the last decade. Well, rather, a few interesting things have happened. Since the last time I’ve written words here, I’ve moved jobs a few times, I’ve moved homes a few times, and even adopted a few more animals and family members. My entire career shifted along the way. The world is a very different place now than it was when I first started this.

    What hasn’t happened as much has been my posts to this page. To a certain extent, I have created my own little time-capsule. So I think I will leave the older writing here, to show the growth, provide a smile or confusion, whichever it may in another ten years, along the way.

    For now, though, I have a fresh design on this place. I have grown my writing to include new skills. And I would like to share them where I can, where they might be useful.  I can share them here!

    Life isn’t just about drinking coffee and writing stories, as it turns out. There’s a bit more to be seen. So, as the saying goes, watch this space…

  • The Life Cycle of Fiction

    A writer’s job is to ask if something is possible and then argue, through their stories, that it can or can’t be done.

    A reader’s prerogative is to enjoy it, whether it is possible or not. If they like it enough, they’ll hold the idea in their mind and explore it for meaning and possibility themselves.

    And then some day, some scientist or tech wizard or mathematical minded reader will test and prove the theory that otherwise existed only in a story.

    Can these theories be thought up by other people and not just writers? Of course!

    But a story, when done right, lodges the idea in the imagination to percolate longer and give rise to new ideas over time. It starts the idea on the creative side of the brain. And who knows what that does to the scope of the ideas.

    Tl;dr – STEM is important, we need people to believe in science again. And the Arts are important because we need people to WANT to believe in science again. They are all equally vital to society and human development.

  • Write All the Words

    Something I wish more writers understood is the notion that words are free.

    The thing nobody wants to admit is that the written word isn’t just computer code with only one right answer to unlock the desired command. Any old word choice might not always do. It isn’t like standing up and talking out a salespitch to convince somebody that your idea is best. You can’t rewind and edit a verbal conversation, especially when it relies on context, voice volume and tone, and even body language to communicate an idea or achieve a result.

    The written word doesn’t have those same shortcuts and requirements. All you have is the letters on the page. This is because the written word is “spoken” in the Reader’s Voice. In the Reader’s head. It has to resonate with the Reader, not with the Writer. It doesn’t matter what the Writer thinks of their work if it means nothing to the Reader. Anybody can make words happen, but that doesn’t mean they’ll hit the mark on the first try.

    Yes, words are hard. Finding the perfect combination of words, to form the perfect sentence, to craft the perfect paragraph, and fill the perfect page… all of that takes hard work. Real work.

    But once those words are on the page, whether written on paper in pencil or pen, or written in a digital document, those words are then easily changed. They can be rearranged into something even better than what they started out. They are not set in stone. They can be perfect words and yet still be rearranged to fit better.

    The only thing preventing the better draft becoming the final product is simple effort.

    Try, damnit.

  • This week’s poetry entry

    I’ve noticed that a lot of my poetry efforts lately end up focused on helping myself understand and come to terms with where my society is in the current political moment. This was no exception, and it demanded to be written this morning. So I present it, without further comment.

    What I See

    What I see
    Is more than we just disagree.
    I see hate,
    Willful and arrogant.
    I see ignorance,
    Shameless and proud.
    I see fear,
    Controlling and winning.
    I see the death of empathy,
    A hard lack of care.
    What you do for the least of these
    Is slander and deface
    Their beauty in diversity.
    If necessity is the mother of invention,
    I see a culture in need
    Who refuses to create.
    I see the pain
    Felt by individuals
    Aimed at faceless masses.
    I see hypocrisy
    That drains the color
    From a flag
    You claim to love
    So much.
    I see we failed.
    I see we lost
    To demons we fought
    In our grandfathers’ time.
    I see a cycle
    In violence.
    And I see little hope
    As it goes on
    To see our colors again.

  • Poetry challenge – day 2

    I’m still hardly any good at it. But I’m still at it!

    Lines – poetry challenge #2

  • I’m no poet

    And trust me, I know it.

    But a friend of mine started a 30-days of Poetry challenge this month. So I thought I would give it a stab. I’ll post them randomly here, too, just for the sake of keeping track of them somewhere. 🙂

    coffeewriter does poetry!
    Day 1

  • Writerly thoughts

    You should grieve if a fictional character is killed. You should care.
    ~ George R.R. Martin ~

  • When you see it…

    It occurs to me that there is a lot I don’t know about the world. I will freely admit this. I will often ask questions of people who don’t want to form answers, because they know things I don’t. I want to learn. I want to experience. I don’t have the means to do everything I might possibly want to accomplish, but I have the resources to learn about them.

    There’s a lot out there. The most genius among us as humans have not experienced everything there is to life. 

    So the question is, what is out there that I want to do? So far, with what I know, and what I have seen, somehow, that list is still rather small. I don’t have a Bucket List, and at my age, maybe I should.

    But what I have learned is that life is the experience. The expectation implied by a to-do list is just an illusion. Life does what life wants. Sometimes the best experiences you don’t see coming until they are at your doorstep and opening the door (because maybe they aren’t always the most polite of guests.) Words and plans are insubstantial, just dreams in the mind. Life is something you don’t know until you see it.

    Right now, I have the rare opportunity to seek out my own adventures with my time. I’m not entirely sure I know what to do with it. But I’m going to try. And first up is volunteering in my community, with that very first training day tomorrow. So we shall see how it goes.

     That’s life! Little adventures, learning, exploring, sharing, helping, doing. The collection of stories to tell instead of merely the telling of them.

  • Quotables

    I have a few dozen stacks of these…

    MarkTwain01

  • Quotables

    And this is why I write.  It’s a terrible addiction and a ruthless dragon to chase.

     

     

    MayaAngelou01