JM Cornwell's Writings
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Column
Aug.15.2011
Editing professionals is often difficult. Few writers thank you for bloodying their pages. Editing amateurs is usually much worse. Case in point: editing my sister's story for anthology submission.
Professionals, and most advanced amateurs, realize that what they write isn't perfect and it often takes a practiced eye to catch the faux pas, grammar goofs, and...
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Article
Aug.17.2010
Authorlink.com
A timely and helpful guide to publishing in the ever changing electronic age.
After giving a quick and comprehensive overview of the upheavals and changing face of publishing in the 21st century, Marcia Meier ends with this sage advice: "Inform yourself about the industry. Believe in yourself and your gifts, be persistent, and keep writing." Good...
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Short Story
Apr.08.2010
This one was chosen for a Cup of Comfort anthology and then got lost in the shuffle when the publisher down-sized the book. If it had been published, it would have been called The Contrary Buckskin. I like my title much better.
“Watch out! He’s right behind you.”
The buckskin horse lunged, teeth bared. I stepped aside just as Dad caught the reins...
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Short Story
Apr.07.2010
Sally Selkirk was born in the hills of West Virginia during a storm at a time when doctors still came to your house to deliver babies.
The doctor arrived in his Model T Ford and calmed the over wrought father immediately. He set him about taking care of the older children and went in to his wife who had been laboring for what seemed like days to her husband,...
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Short Story
Apr.03.2010
Greed and the expectation of something for nothing are the reasons I’m sitting here on this splintered yellow bench bolted to this peeling institutional gray floor. Most of us are here for the same reasons, no matter what we tell you. The dark-haired hippie sitting across from me overflows ragged, patched jeans and polyester maternity...
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Short Story
Apr.03.2010
A Cup of Comfort for Single Mothers
When the boys and I got home, after picking them up at the sitters, they knew not to talk to me for at least 30 minutes. I wanted to hear about their day, how they were, and their complaints about the sitter, their teachers, or other kids, but after working twelve hours, I needed some quiet before discussing all of that and fixing dinner, checking homework...
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Short Story
Jan.13.2010
Wild Violet Volume III Issue 3/4
“I kissed Ellen McKendrick on an old wooden bench behind her father’s garage. I put my arms around her and took our breath away. We were a little dizzy when we pulled apart, but we tried again. I dove in and nature took hold. Her lips opened and I dove deeper at the invitation. Ellen squealed and pushed me away.”
“What was that?” Ellen wiped her lips, shock and...
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Column
Jan.06.2010
It seems no good deed goes unpunished, and my deed was intended to do nothing but good -- revive the practice of letter writing, if only for a few weeks. It's not just for writers, but for everyone who is willing to dig deep and write a meaningful letter to a great love. Doesn't everyone have one?
Without further ado, I present:
Great Love Letters Valentine...
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Knowledge is wasted when it isn't shared. ”
—J M Cornwell
About JM
Although chronologically middle-aged, I still feel like a youth except on those mornings when time, temperature and joints more used to sitting and typing than running, walking or just moving remind me I have been around a while; then I'm about 432.
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