Now, you all remember Stone Soup, don’t you? In it, starving strangers convinced villagers to add ingredients to their pot of broth, one containing only water and a single stone. As the villagers agreed and added their contributions, the soup fed them all.
So, stay with me here. When writing, the stone is your story idea that you water while you also add ingredients to the genesis of that idea. For example:
Tossing carrots into the pot could = creating characters.
All good people, unit! Be glad that Linda Fairstein is on our side.
Fairstein has worked as a prosecutor in New York for over two decades, and she has been the chief of their sex crimes prosecution unit since 1976. She frequently speaks out against the cruelties of domestic abuse, sexual assault, and other types of violence against women, lecturing in the highest spots of the land. Those places include Harvard Law School, Kennedy School of Government, the Radcliffe College Alumna Association, Vassar College, and Cornell Medical School.
“Not long ago, I returned to the town of my youth, and made a disturbing discovery. It had weathered the intervening thirty years better than I had, at least physically, and that had the effect of giving me a bit of a jolt, as if the events of the summer of my fourteenth year hadn’t been as cataclysmic as I’d imagined.”
With those two sentences, Les Edgerton skillfully draws us into the harsh world of Corey John, a boy who reached out for love, but found kindness in meager supply and affection all too rare. When Corey dared to soar with the natural optimism of youth, his hope was carelessly crushed by those who should have loved him most.
husband and I attended a funeral. After the service ended, we needed to travel
to the cemetery. With the funeral procession flag firmly attached to the roof
of our car, we turned on our bright lights, as requested, and methodically
twisted and turned our way to the cemetery.
After a brief
and solemn committal ceremony, the funeral director thanked us for being part
of the dedicated group who had just walked the “final mile” with the family of