by raynelacko.com raynelacko.com | Feb 25, 2015 | For the love of writing, Short stories, Your highest potential
I was challenged to write a horror story a month ago, about the things that sadden, disgust, and disturb me. I don’t write horror. It may sound silly, but I hold to the belief that what we think about makes up who we are. I don’t want to ponder the things...
by raynelacko.com raynelacko.com | Oct 6, 2014 | Best Writer Tips, Fiction Novel Writing, For the love of writing
When was the last time you walked through a meadow? Not a cut-lawn city park expanse, or your own back yard just before mowing, but an honest-to-goodness meadow? Last weekend I attended an intimate writer’s retreat at Prue’s House at Hilltop Park on...
by raynelacko.com raynelacko.com | Sep 8, 2014 | For the love of writing, Short stories
Warning: this story contains adult themes. While in no way graphic, the content is nonetheless appropriate only to readers eighteen and older. Thank you! I’m so excited to announce that this story appears in the September 2014 publication of GRAVEL magazine....
by raynelacko.com raynelacko.com | Jul 23, 2014 | For the love of writing
A month ago, my family moved from Orange County’s endless summer to a small(ish) island off the coast of the Pacific Northwest. It’s the beginning of summer, and the weather has been sunny and warm, so climate-wise, not much of a shift. But that’s...
by raynelacko.com raynelacko.com | Jan 27, 2014 | Best Writer Tips, Fiction Novel Writing, For the love of writing
There is a deep satisfaction in stories that “write” their own title, the perfect title, revealing itself without effort. It’s a magical occurrence, happening just enough to keep the writer a believer in miracles, but infrequently enough to aggravate...
by raynelacko.com raynelacko.com | Nov 27, 2013 | For the love of writing, Your highest potential
As a child, I loved advent calendars. The countdown to Christmas Eve was marked on a calendar sent to me each year by my Auntie Janet. Growing up, I was happy to open a little paper window each day to see what Christmas-inspired image lay behind. She never missed a...
