Brown. Lots of it:
Beginning My Studies by Walt Whitman
This tiny poem really speaks to how I feel as a writer and I hope that as I mature and become better at the craft, I’ll always feel that I’m only beginning my studies.
The Last Timber Baron by Chloe Sorvino in Forbes (May 31, 2018)
Well, this was timely! All about a logging company who gets most of their inventory from post-wildfire scraps. “Red” Emmerson makes for a good study on character development.
To Emmerson, post-fire logging is just another form of his legendary bargain hunting. Even as his business grew, he flew coach, stayed at the cheapest motels and ate lunch packed by his wife, Ida, while on the road. “Limos” kept at airports for employees became a running joke: One car had a mushroom growing in the backseat; another had a gaping hole in the floorboard. The limos routinely lacked power steering, modern brakes and air-conditioning.
That night there was for the first time in many years a twinkling light in the window of the haunted house, high on the hill’s great shoulder; one farmer’s wife and another looked up curiously, while they wondered what daring human being had chosen that awesome spot of all others for his home or for even a transient shelter. The sky was already heavy with snow; he might be a fugitive from justice, and the startled people looked to the fastening of their doors unwontedly that night, and waked often from a troubled sleep.
Picking a story was tough this week. Four of the seven were great in their own way, but the twist on this morbid tale pushed it to the top for me.