Posted by Curt Iles on Sep 23rd, 2009 | 0 comments
This is a press release from Ricks Institute in Liberia. This is the school we worked with in July.
The iMacs in the Ricks Library. The Liberian flag is shown in the background.
FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE
Brand New i-Mac Computers Installed at Ricks
September 23, 2009, Ricks Institute, Virginia, Liberia–Fifteen (15) brand new i-Mac 20-inch computers with wireless access have been...
Posted by Curt Iles on Sep 22nd, 2009 | 2 comments
Running through the Lobby: 8 short minutes;30 years ago
It’s nearly midnight– Mountain Daylight Time on the last night of a great Writers’ Conference. I’m sitting on the floor in the Marriott Denver lobby. (I’m close to an electric plug for the laptop and on the floor because I can spread out “my gear.”)
I’m doing what I love best: writing....
Posted by Curt Iles on Sep 22nd, 2009 | 0 comments
3 am, 40 miles, 4 trucks, 2 cups of coffee
I left home this morning at 3:00 am, on my way to the Houston airport, then Denver for a writing conference. On my forty mile drive from Dry Creek to DeQuincy, I only meet four vehicles—all trucks.
The road is quiet. The woods are dark. It’s peaceful. Out my car window I visit with old friends: The Hunter, The Big Dog, Pegasus the Horse, and the...
Posted by Curt Iles on Sep 21st, 2009 | 2 comments
After the Conference Ends: “What to do when the circus leaves town.”
“Turn out the lights, the party’s over.
They say all things must come to an end.”
-Willie Nelson
I’ve read many excellent articles about preparing for, and attending, writing conferences. However, I’m not sure I’ve ever seen one on what to do after the conference.
What a writer does after the conference may be...
Posted by Curt Iles on Sep 21st, 2009 | 0 comments
Working Title: The Power of the Note
Sub title: Living gratefully/Living compassionately
By Curt Iles
Recently when meeting a former student of mine from my earlier years as a high school teacher, he pulled out his billfold and showed me a dog-eared letter I had written him years ago. The fact that he had kept this short hand-written note reminded me of the power of personal...