Category: literature
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Adapting Your Novel to Television is like Entrusting Your Daughter to Her First Date…
The process [of turning my novel into a TV series] that began with Sam Raimi, ended up in the hands of producers and writers that took things in a very different direction. The best way I can describe it (without the gory details); it’s something like letting your daughter go out on her first date.…
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A Life of Learning :: Striving for the Striver’s Life
“When am I ever going to use this in real life?” Remember asking that in sophomore Algebra? Here’s the best-kept secret in education: this inevitable question pokes a hole not only in algebra but also in every other subject. Through that hole, a light leaks in from a land much deeper and higher: from a…
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Dead Guest Post — Areopagitica
Today’s Dead Guest Post comes from John Milton. Milton delivered this originally as a speech. I’m rehosting this pubdom article (also part of the Harvard Classics) because of the recent article in The Spectator that shows how students want comfort in their classrooms. The classroom is for many things, but your comfort is not one of them, friends… This…
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Dead Guest Post — The Imagination: its Function and its Culture
Today’s dead guest post comes from George MacDonald. It was first published 1867 in a Dish of Orts :: THERE are [those] in whose notion education would seem to consist in the production of a certain repose through the development of this and that faculty, and the depression, if not eradication, of this and that…
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Bilbo it up.
A few weeks back, Pat Rothfuss challenged us on twitter with the following: Get out there and Bilbo it up! Bare feet! Crispy leaves! Live a little! I want pictures too! pic.twitter.com/Bu8ckvUVl1 — Pat Rothfuss (@PatrickRothfuss) October 18, 2015
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Dead Guest Post: The Vote and The House
As many of you are out canvassing this month, today’s dead guest post comes from G.K. Chesterton: The Vote and The House by G.K. Chesterton (public domain) Most of us will be canvassed soon, I suppose; some of us may even canvass. Upon which side, of course, nothing will induce me to state,…
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Can a Pastor Write Fiction?
Often in person or in emails I will get a pretty heartfelt question from some pastors. They want to know if it’s kosher for them to write mainstream fiction and still do pastoral ministry in the local church. “Can I be a pastor and still write fiction under my real name?” I received one of…
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On the Perfection Practice Makes • Artistic Craftsmanship
Confession time: I have a problem. A dialog problem. If there’s anything I learned early on, it’s that the professional discovers his weaknesses as quickly as possible and moves to mend them. That’s why they tell you to never tell a poker pro if you discover their tell — they’ll correct it at the first opportunity.…
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Contra Graham :: the War to Define YA Meaning and Maturity
Often in literary circles people will “punch down,” as critics of Charlie Hebdo have claimed. But sometimes it’s worse. Sometimes we kick the kids and even the young adult readership. As any family, the literary community is messy. We have a great many flaws to work through. But one issue that can wait no longer…
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![A Strong Right [song] • from 54 poems at 27](https://lanceschaubert.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/6946196181_f70d7660f1_k-672x372.jpg)
A Strong Right [song] • from 54 poems at 27
lyrics by Robert Burns arrangement by Lancelot Schaubert Note: To be sung with each verse given to a different man and all in unison at the chorus. In the spirit of an Irish drinking song. C The man, in life wherever plac’d, F …
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What I’ve Read and Book Reviews I’ve Penned for Spring 2015
Those of you who have been around for years now (years?!) will remember how I used to do book reviews and also how I stopped. I won’t rehash all of that, but I will say that I’ve added a steady stream of reviews since last summer over at Goodreads. Here’s the list so far (I’ll update this…
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A Tree Grows in Brooklyn Quotes that Made Me Cry
“If you could expect nothing better, why did you come to America?” “For the sake of my children whom I wished to be born in a free land.” “Your children haven’t done so well, Mother.” Katie smiled bitterly. “There is here, what is not in the old country. In spite of hard unfamiliar things, there…