Posts Tagged ‘writer’

The Triumphant Return of Novel Ideas

Posted by melissa kandel on September 16, 2019 in Novel Ideas | 1 Comment

No, I haven’t forgotten. No, this series “Novel Ideas” about my book in progress is NOT the proverbial sock stuffed into the back of the second dresser drawer from the bottom, collecting lint, collecting memories of smelly shoes gone by. The reason for my brief hiatus between the last blog post and this one is […]

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Behind the Scenes of a Book in Progress

Posted by melissa kandel on August 17, 2019 in Novel Ideas | 3 Comments

I’m starting to write a book. It’s a strange, big project I’ve been wanting to take on for years (I’ve written about doing it at length on here) and now FINALLY the time is right. Here we go. I also want to bring all 9,000+ of my followers along with me, hanging out backstage for […]

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Sincerely and With Feeling

Posted by melissa kandel on February 22, 2019 in Fiction | No Comments

As the black crow flies, so too does the luck of anyone brazen enough to steal from the Painted Desert for the sake of a vainglorious because I can. Such a creature of inordinate vanity cannot, by the laws of moonlight and the writs of sunshine, remain unpunished for very long.

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My Five Worst Writing Habits (And How You Can Avoid Them)

Posted by melissa kandel on April 10, 2018 in On Writing | 5 Comments

[This post was originally published a few months ago but I wanted to resurrect it because (if you couldn’t tell) I’ve been in a bit of a writing slump and thought it best to revisit my bad habits in order to create some good ones.]  There’s a troubling dichotomy that exists in the mind of […]

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Forbes and the Business of Storytelling

Posted by melissa kandel on March 5, 2018 in On Writing | 3 Comments

A few weeks ago, I received word I was selected to be a member of the 2018 Forbes Communications Council. It was a huge honor and a bit of a dream-come-true moment for me, so I figured I should probably repost my first Forbes.com article right here for all of you to read. You’ve stuck […]

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Revisiting Discarded Post-it Poetry: An Idea That Sticks

Posted by melissa kandel on December 20, 2017 in Interview | 69 Comments

My friend, sob, and I recently reconnected over Instagram (hey, find me @melissakandel!) and it made me want to repost this interview I did with him several months ago. I publish this not only to celebrate our Insta-friendship but also in commemoration of his most recent milestone, hitting 20k followers! Enjoy! We met in the most […]

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Whale-Talk

Posted by melissa kandel on November 20, 2017 in Fiction | 4 Comments

Yosemite My name is Yosemite. I’m five feet, six inches tall with a reddish tint to my hair, a long beard that I never comb and green-blue eyes that are noticeably two different sizes. I only shower on Thursdays, smoke at least five cigarettes a day and eat my cereal each morning with cinnamon whiskey […]

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Isabel Allende Is a Creative Storytelling Master

Posted by melissa kandel on September 18, 2017 in creativity | No Comments

If Isabel Allende was applying for the job of world’s most popular Spanish-language author, she’d totally crush it. Because let’s be real … she probably is. The Chilean-American writer, best known for penning The House of Spirits (La Casa de los Espíritus) and City of the Beasts (La Ciudad de las Bestias), among countless other mega-bestsellers, has a literary resume […]

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Catalina In Progress

Posted by melissa kandel on September 5, 2017 in travel | 2 Comments

Currently making my way through Catalina Island, navigating the unexpected crowds, eating too-salty halibut, experiencing vistas of aquamarine waters broken by small pebbles along the shore. The beaches, as I’ve seen them, are small slivers of sand, hardly wide enough for lounging but people here seem to do it anyway, packed in like sardines broiling […]

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A Date Near Downing Street

Posted by melissa kandel on August 17, 2017 in Fiction | 4 Comments

The taxi door fluttered open, a bright flap of yellow against the sluggish August wind. One last look to the driver with graying teeth and gangly, corn-husk hair and Simon Plinkers peeled himself out of the car. (This after sitting for twenty seven minutes in downtown traffic as the taxi meter skipped along and his elbow ached […]

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