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The Season of the Witch Is Upon Us

13 authors. 13 mystery stories. One catchy name: Shadows and Deceptions. That’s how I advertise the newest anthology from my writing group, the Blue Quill, where I serve as chapter president. The collection features a few magical beings: dragons, sorcerers, … Continue reading →

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Dinosaurs Land

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Vernal is a small town of just over ten thousand people. But dinosaurs are literally on every corner — plastic, cardboard, on rooftops, at gas stations, and along the roads. All because twenty miles to the east, almost on the … Continue reading →

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When can I finally call myself a writer?  

I often find myself wondering: When can I finally call myself a writer?   When I typed the first words into the document? When I put the final period in the draft? When my book was finally published?   All of that … Continue reading →

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New Anthology Utah Best Poetry & Prose 2026

I’m becoming more and more convinced that writing memoirs is my true calling. My readers are interested in stories about Russia — its customs, relationships, cuisine, and especially my own life. Another story about my difficult years during perestroika has … Continue reading →

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Книга Остина Клеона «Кради как художник»

«Кради как художник» Остина Клеона — это из тех книг, которую легко прочесть за вечер. Большой текст и много рисунков и простая правда о том, что ничего по‑настоящему оригинального нет. Всё, что мы создаём, — это коллаж из того, что … Continue reading →

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Как писатель видит окружающий мир

Я — читака. Я — писака. И потому ношу очки с детства. Когда я их снимаю, то мир удивляет неожиданными лужами, ступеньками и размытыми лицами со знакомыми голосами, расплывается, теряет очертания и границы. Кажется, что я вижу мир, отличный от … Continue reading →

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