Author Profile: Eileen Kimbrough

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How and when did you decide or discover, that you were to be a writer?

I began writing fairly recently. I didn’t decide to be a writer. It just evolved. As a visual artist, I began incorporating letters and words into my paintings. I made sculptures from old books.

When I was going through some personal problems, I began waking with fully formed poems in my mind. I had to get them on paper quickly so they couldn’t float away into that vast sea of lost ideas. I don’t know where they came from. I had never studied poetry and didn’t read it much. I’m still puzzled that it came to me this easily. I was encouraged to write more and put some into my art. My self-published chap-book, was titled, “Painting With Words” after I discovered writing was very similar to visual arts. Continue reading

She

By Eileen Kimbrough

There she is. A silver Volkswagen makes a left turn. Yeah, one of those small cars that looks like it’s going the wrong way. I strain to see the driver. It isn’t her. I know she has a Volkswagen. I saw her drive away in it once, before I learned what happened.

At that time, she couldn’t drive. Twenty nine, and never learned. I drove her to job interviews, helped her shop for interview clothes, waited in my hot car until interviews were over. I regret that. Continue reading

Author Profile: Joseph S. Pete

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How and when did you decide, or discover, that you were to be a writer?

I’ve been an avid, voracious reader since my early childhood. My mom once chastised me for reading a dictionary in my room, saying I could go out to a park and have fun. “But I am having fun,” I protested. After reading a few thousand books, I decided I wanted to write them too.  Continue reading

Advice

By Joseph S. Pete

Gary had changed a lot since Charlie grew up there.

As he cruised down Broadway, he saw a boarded-up storefront, a check-cashing place, another boarded-up storefront, a package liquor store where a small line had queued behind the bulletproof glass, a boarded-up movie palace from the 1920s, a block-wide newsroom that was now home to a small non-profit. There was a mostly empty mall, a boarded-up chop-suey restaurant and a White Castle where the cashiers were ensconced behind bulletproof glass. Continue reading

Author Profile: Elias Keller

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How and when did you decide, or discover, that you were to be a writer?

As a child I was inordinately fond of novels and I’ve been writing fiction since I was about twenty. Three authors that first inspired me to write are Theodore Dreiser, André Gide and Jack London. Continue reading

The Birthday Card

By Elias Keller

For the first time ever she recieved a birthday card from her grandparents. Along with the canned material, the handwritten message in shaky script said: “Jeanine: We love you, sweetheart. Mom-Mom and Grandfather.”

But the card was not really from her grandparents. Jeanine’s grandfather had been dead for a decade, and since then her grandmother had never given her a single gift or card. “A waste of money,” she’d croaked. “And a birthday isn’t anything special. Everyone has one.” The only thing her grandmother gave her was advice to marry rich. Continue reading

Author Profile: Peter Borger

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How and when did you decide, or discover, that you were to be a writer?

I decided to become a writer the day I finished my first novel. I’ve written three more since then. Continue reading