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Pantsing

“Pantsing’ is a term in the writing business that is short for “writing by the seat of your pants,” or, writing without a plan. It is something I’d been doing for a few months, and in December, it caught up with me. You see, I had a good idea about […]

Personal Morlock

If you were given the chance to go back in time, would you? When I first started Emmett’s bio, if I had been given the option of going back in time to meet Emmett, I’d jumped at the chance, without reservation. But now, almost 20 months into the project, I’d […]

A Few Days’ Distance

Friends, I have 80 pages — a very rough draft — of a chapter finished. It needs editing, but I’m setting it aside for maybe a week. After the distance of a few days, I’ll be able to take a look at it with fresh eyes and a renewed writing […]

Angry at Emmett

Maybe this is all an off-shoot of the intense, compressed writing bloc over the past week, but I’ve noticed for the past several days that I have been — and am — mad at Emmett Wilson. This isn’t the first time I’ve been made at him, but this has been […]

Outlier, Outcast, One of Us

Yesterday afternoon, I finished reading the 1918 edition of The Chipley Banner. This publication is significant in Emmett’s research because Chipley, Florida was Emmett’s boyhood home. His father, Dr. F.C. Wilson, was a well respected townsman and the postmaster (a patronage gift from Emmett while a congressman). While Emmett was […]

The Addicted Life

The blogger Michael Segal asks an interesting question: Is ambition an addiction worth having? As some of you know from a few earlier posts, Emmett Wilson essentially drank himself to death at age 35 on May 29, 1918. Behind the drinking, I think, was another addiction: Ambition. Part of a […]