Apocalypse Train Through Denmark

This week, I watched two wildly different films. One was the closing night film at the First Annual Destiny City Film Festival. The other was a thriller/allegory with lots of violence and action. One was a carefully-crafted, low-key story about a man who goes searching for his grandfather and the other was a high-intensity rollercoasterContinue reading “Apocalypse Train Through Denmark”

Writers Don’t Do Schedules

I have always struggled to keep to a schedule. For years, I was a chronic oversleeper and late owl. It’s only in my post-school world that I’ve managed to shoehorn my poor timekeeping skills into the rigid mold of “adult” schedules. It’s a challenge for me to keep at it. Waking up early in theContinue reading “Writers Don’t Do Schedules”

Writing on Rails

Writers are notorious for writing in strange places. James Joyce wrote in bed, Agatha Christie composed in the bathtub, Edith Sitwell did her best work while lying in an open coffin. Having a ritual for writing — a special place or writing instrument — is often recommended to beginners in the craft as a wayContinue reading “Writing on Rails”

The Writer Gets a Day Job

This morning, I woke up before the sun, drove through the morning traffic to the trains station and boarded Train 1514 northbound. After months of resumes, cover letters, applications and interviews, I was offered a job last week. And I said yes. As much as I would love to continue freelancing full-time and trying toContinue reading “The Writer Gets a Day Job”

Ripped from the Headlines

A man was hit by a train in my town today. No one knows why he walked in front of the oncoming fright train as it barreled through Flagstaff early this afternoon. We’ll probably never know for sure whether he thought he could outrun it or if he intended to die there on the tracks.Continue reading “Ripped from the Headlines”

Waitin’ On a Train

In the summer of 1882, deep into monsoon season, the first railroad tracks reached a small community at the foot of the San Francisco Peaks in the wilderness of the Arizona Territory. The railroad brought workers and the workers attracted saloons, dance halls and gambling, transforming a few isolated lumber mills into the town ofContinue reading “Waitin’ On a Train”