Charlotte Lit’s Blog
Welcome to Charlotte Lit’s literary arts blog. What you’ll find here: reviews, interviews, craft essays, previews of literary arts events, and anything else that catches our attention.
Charlotte Center for Literary Arts, Inc.
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Nervous
/in Blog, Inspiration, Personal Development, Reflections, Writing/by Judy Goldman“Whenever something good happens to you regarding your writing, you just get nervous,” my daughter tells me. She’s talking about when I’m on my way to publication, when I get a positive review, when I win a prize. What’s also true is that when something bad happens to me regarding my writing (publication impossible, bad […]
It’s ALL in the Details
/in Blog, Craft, Workshops/by Megan RichAs writers, we often think about writing “universally” — whether that means connecting to universal human themes or attempting to reach the largest possible audience. In this, we sometimes fall into the trap of generalities, thinking that we need to speak to those themes directly or that we need to remain more objectively distant to […]
Rooftop Inspiration
/in Blog, Fiction, Inspiration, Skill Development, Workshops, Writing/by Charles IsraelWherever our work as writers comes from, I’m just happy that it comes. And I wanted to share my inspiration for my flash fiction, “Ask a Crow.” It started as a poem, based on two things I saw on a rooftop, a crow and a coffee cup. The crow I understood, but a coffee cup? […]
Paper Love
/in Blog, Exploring Literature, Fiction, Workshops, Writing/by Bryn ChancellorDear Writer, I’m writing to you from my well-worn sofa (where else?) a year to the day when our Lost Year began. Or do I mean Loss Year? So often these days, words elude me. Outside it’s spring again, which I forget until I stare out the window and find sunny forsythia and daffodils and […]