Saturday, May 25, 2019

Probably the BEST piece of writing advice there is...




so you want to be a writer?

if it doesn't come bursting out of you
in spite of everything,
don't do it.

unless it comes unasked out of your
heart and your mind and your mouth
and your gut,
don't do it.

if you have to sit for hours
staring at your computer screen
or hunched over your
typewriter
searching for words,
don't do it.

if you're doing it for money or
fame,
don't do it.

if you're doing it because you want
women in your bed,
don't do it.

if you have to sit there and
rewrite it again and again,
don't do it.

if it's hard work just thinking about doing it,
don't do it.

if you're trying to write like somebody
else,
forget about it.

if you have to wait for it to roar out of
you,
then wait patiently.
if it never does roar out of you,
do something else.

if you first have to read it to your wife
or your girlfriend or your boyfriend
or your parents or to anybody at all,
you're not ready.

don't be like so many writers,
don't be like so many thousands of
people who call themselves writers,
don't be dull and boring and
pretentious, don't be consumed with self-
love.
the libraries of the world have
yawned themselves to
sleep
over your kind.
don't add to that.
don't do it.

unless it comes out of
your soul like a rocket,
unless being still would
drive you to madness or
suicide or murder,
don't do it.

unless the sun inside you is
burning your gut,
don't do it.

when it is truly time,
and if you have been chosen,
it will do it by
itself and it will keep on doing it
until you die or it dies in you.

there is no other way.

and there never was.

-- Charles Bukowski




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No witches, no warlocks, no vampires. 
Just a sexy, rollicking tale about a guy trying to hit it big in Hollywood. 
 "A great summer read!" 
"A sexy Hollywood tale!" 
"It's WHAT MAKES SAMMY RUN for the 21st century!"

Friday, September 7, 2018

VIDEO UPDATE ON MY NEXT NOVEL!


Hello, fellow authors!
I just wanted to give you a brief video update on my next novel. Check it out here!







No witches, no warlocks, no vampires. 
Just a sexy, rollicking tale about a guy trying to hit it big in Hollywood. 
 "A great summer read!" 
"A sexy Hollywood tale!" 
"It's WHAT MAKES SAMMY RUN for the 21st century!"


  


Sunday, July 22, 2018

Thursday, April 26, 2018

Poetry: "A Thought Away"...




























A Thought Away

The man on the corner
Stooped now
Memory shrouded in the purple-gray of decades past
Watches the small boy
Grasp a mother’s hand
But remembers well he does
That crystalline moment once upon a time
Of a mother’s touch
Of an all-enveloping smile
Of a perfect love
All so very long ago
But today...
...simply a thought away




Photo and Poetry by Vines


Wednesday, January 10, 2018

Another nice review for my Hollywood novel!



Connecting with readers means a lot to any writer. Here's a nice review I recently received on Amazon for my novel LUIGI'S CHINESE DELICATESSEN...


"Jim Vines brilliantly captures the Hollywood experience with the acerbic wit and painful truths of a veteran screenwriter and once star-struck hopeful. While he may claim that 97% of this work is fiction, it’s clear that his characters are based on the Sunset Boulevardians he knows, and that he himself has suffered the peaks and valleys of a fickle industry. “Luigi’s Chinese Delicatessen” is hard to put down, as we keep hoping that [main character] Trent will get his big break.... Anyone who has ever thought of trying this game should read this book twice before heading out for L.A. Well done!"


Friday, October 20, 2017

"The Words"





There’s this glorious and astounding magic that happens when I put pen to paper or fingertips to keyboard...

I go to this alternate realm of consciousness. 


It’s where I meet characters who speak to me, who take me to interesting places, and who introduce me to compelling situations. 


I’m not certain where any of this comes from because none of it was there when I sat down, when I was convinced I didn’t have any words in me. 












But still, it's all there. 


So even when the thought of a blank page makes me feel a little queasy, I force myself into that chair anyway... 


...and it's after a minute or two of laying down those once elusive words that I have to wonder what all the fuss was about. 


The words come...



...they always do.









Copyright © 2017 by Jim Vines


Thursday, October 19, 2017

A HALLOWEEN POEM...








THE STEPS

The thin silvery blade
thrust brutally into me,
piercing flesh and sinew,
and I mounted the stone steps
with a great and heavy despair,
heaving, clawing,
depositing a warm, crimson trail in my wake…

Above me, my world,
my sanctuary;
beneath me, his looming, hideous form,
that sniggering, taunting laugh,
that grim, ghastly voice intoning:
“Dead before you reach the top,
dead before you reach the top,
dead before you reach the top.”

Presently I became enveloped by a pervasive, all-consuming
void,
and it weakened me;
and my eyes faltered;
and, as the steps took me, a vague, distorted image:
my left hand, its feeble digits
against cold, damp stone…

This—this—was my end;
this night,
this place,
and his laugh—it tore through me yet again
as the void gently, inexorably,
stole all that I was,
all I ever was,
all I ever would be.


(Poetry and photography © 2017 by Jim Vines)





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