I've been walking quite a bit in the last few weeks, I believe that helps with my productivity, when writing. If you find a way that helps work with your method, keep that method. There's a writing tip straight from the tips of my fingers. There are many birds outside my new digs, a good … Continue reading Dowko Update #5
The Chrysalis
Dowko Update 4
I'm hoping and bopping and slipping and sliding my way towards Spring, here where I am, sometimes it's a rainforest and other times, it's cold, bitter winter winds, other times the sun shines and the clouds part just right. Are any of you writing? I'm doing just that and plenty of reading!Currently I had to … Continue reading Dowko Update 4
Dowko Update 3
I'm excited to share that the SMP is going to start accepting submissions for our upcoming issue, Mouths Vol. II. If you or your terrible friends and enemies are roasting some vegetables over a campfire and wish to sprout some lyrics, do it! Then type out your words and send them to the SMP for … Continue reading Dowko Update 3
Dowko Update2
Fold me here. Fold me there. Fold me everywhere. I've been doing well in the new year, 3019, excuse me, 2009, wait wait... 2019, ehhm. I've written one thing on Twitter. Boom. Sincerely nothing to worry about. I have penned a few letters, which need to be sent in the post. Hoping you are being … Continue reading Dowko Update2
Profession
Hey, it's Dowko. It's also 2019. Hope you are filling up your grocery buggy with lots of food. I also hope that you have those little simplicity in your life that make it worth it to wake up. 2018 was a great year for SMP. We published our first issue, Mouths. If you haven't, and … Continue reading Profession
Having Something to Say
First I get it down on the screen. I always hesitate while I write and I'm trying to fix this. I had a music teacher once, piano, her name was Miss Miller. She was a great pianist and helped me to learn a skill that I've never forgotten: how to read music. Another lesson that … Continue reading Having Something to Say
All That Pains Me
Last night, I was drifting off to bed and I was thinking about what being a modern writer in today's world even means, and whether I want to be a writer anymore. Yet here I am, the next day, putting in work and pounding away at the keys all morning. I believe there are to … Continue reading All That Pains Me
