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Author: Rich Silvers

Sciatica

In 2004, I was having a complicated oral surgery. It required general anesthesia and it would be my first time in an operating room. As a writer, I always keep an eye out for such unique observation opportunities, no matter what the situation. Therefore, I was a bit excited about what I was about to

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DJ

For the first half of our marriage, my wife, Cathy, and I agreed that we didn’t want the responsibility of having to care for another living thing (plant, animal, or child). We ate out frequently, took trips, and extended them if we were especially enjoying ourselves. We didn’t have to be concerned that someone or

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Experiential Writing in Don’t Remember

My second novel, Don’t Remember, is told strictly from the point of view of the main character, Julian Barnes. The reader doesn’t get the perspective of the other characters, only what Julian observes about them. This single-character focus is meant to allow for more insight into the psyche of the story’s hero. There isn’t a

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Have You Seen Her? – Epilogue

After I published Have You Seen Her? I thought I was done with it. Never to revisit the characters again. After the book came out, many people asked, “What happens next?” Even my sister. I considered writing a sequel, but I already have my next three novels in various stages of development. I was done

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Book Video for Have You Seen Her?

In the Bronx, in the sixties, the floors of movie theaters were often so sticky your feet literally got stuck on them as if they were flypaper. I didn’t care, I just wanted to find an unbroken seat and watch the previews and the movie. Seeing something I create on a screen or on a

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Running – Part I

I’ve never run competitively and have no desire to. I run to exercise and for how I feel after—endorphins (endogenous morphine) pumping through me, lungs gasping for air purging toxins, and on warm, humid days, sweat freely pouring from my pores. I feel alive. More connected with nature. Even on the tough days—when it’s as

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Weeding

I am not one of those writers who can work all day and into the night, finishing a manuscript in a matter of weeks. I need to pace myself, giving my mind a chance to work through the many problems one encounters in the course of writing a novel. In August, we got plenty of

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