Fill Up On Life – Writer’s Block




Twice this week, I saw buildings described as nondescript. Can we switch that for a more powerful word? Sounds ironic, I know. But it irks me.

If an object is nondescript, then in our quest for efficient writing, said object should not be worth mentioning if it is nondescript.


A boring, nondescript wall

Let’s substitute better adjectives for some of our words. We could say a building is unassuming,  maybe. Or show how unassuming it is by saying a drab gray building was tucked away into a forgotten corner. Or show it through a character’s internal dialog: He walked past that building dozens of times and never noticed it before.

I once read about a character’s clothing – yep, nondescript. How about humble or simple or drab? I like those descriptors better. What do you think?

Keep writing and keep sharing! – Cronin Detzz


Pizza for Denouement-Cronin Detzz

“Pizza. Real, bona fide, greasy-fingers pizza. Thomas devoured each bite, hunger trumping everything else, the mood of contentment and relief around him palpable. ..there were plenty of smiles.” – The Maze Runner

On Friday night, I was thinking about a blog I read from a woman who could channel a dead boy named Erik. Erik’s mother wondered how we was getting along in heaven – did he have friends? What did they do up there? Did he miss anything about being human? The psychic channeled Erik and said he missed food. He explained that in heaven they don’t need to eat but he missed it.

So on Friday, I was really tired after a long week at work, crabbiness exacerbated by recovering from dental work. And I thought about Erik and pizza. Yeah, after a f*cked up week eating mashed potatoes and soup and applesauce, pizza would really hit the spot. As a matter of fact, I had an epiphany that pizza is God’s way of saying, “Hey, man, I’m sorry about the whole pain and suffering and toil and dentist drills and getting teeth yanked out of your skull stuff .”

So to keep you going, on the 8th day God created pizza.

Pizza = hope

Soft, gooey meltiness = strength to go on another day.

“Pizza. Real, bona fide, greasy-fingers pizza. Thomas devoured each bite, hunger trumping everything else, the mood of contentment and relief around him palpable. ..there were plenty of smiles.” – “The Maze Runner” by James Dashner

I made myself some pizza and carefully chewed it around the sore tooth. It was crunchy and hot and the tomato sauce and oregano spoke to me of better days. Imagine my surprise when I popped the pizza in the oven and finished reading the above caption at the end of James Dashner’s “The Maze Runner” series.

He uses food several times as comfort to the weary boys in his books. “He scooped the beef and noodles off his plate as fast as his aching arms could move. ‘I so needed this,’ he mumbled.” He mentions mashed potatoes and steak just at the times when the boys need some camaraderie or comfort. But pizza he saves for the end. Pizza has so much happiness and joy and relief that it becomes the perfect food for a novel’s denouement.

Yeah, pizza could easily become an every Friday thing. I hope Erik knows you can get pizza in heaven, you just ask the Big Guy. Knock and the pizza delivery guy shall be there when you open the door, I do believe. What are some other good dishes to serve up at denouement? The blog for Erik is located at you can search the blog for pizza and read what he has to say about it.

Keep writing and keep sharing! – Cronin Detzz


Happy St. Brigid’s day!  Do you have a special space where you do your best writing? Where is it?

St Bridgit-Cronin Detzz

If you do not have a sacred space, why don’t you?

I  have several crosses in my home, crudely made by my own hands, as a tribute to St. Brigid.  She is also known as St. Bridget, St. Brigid or Brigit of Kildare.

She is a fascinating Irish saint, revered especially for childbirth, smiths, AND POETS.  As a poet with Irish-American heritage, I feel a special bond with her (my great-great grandmother’s name was Bridget O’Flaherty of Limerick, Ireland).  When I feel any kind of writer’s block or have a special need to search for just the right word, I glance at one of the crosses and think of her creative blessings and thank her.

St. Brigid was a nun.  Some say that she helped pregnant women, thus one of her blessings is in childbirth.  In Ireland, there are more crosses dedicated to her than to any other saint.

If I am working on a book then I write at my desk or in my easy chair.  If I am writing a poem, I prefer to sit at the kitchen table where I can lovingly absorb my family’s energy and gaze at St. Brigid’s crosses.  Writers write anywhere – I’ve been known to scratch poems onto a checkbook because it was the only scrap of paper on me – but having a sacred writing space seems to make the energy flow more easily.

If you don’t already have a special writing area, consider creating your own little sanctuary.  Fill it with your favorite pens and pencils, organize your writings into different files, and display photos and creative artwork nearby.  Put a comfy pillow on your chair.  If you want to make a cross for St. Brigid, you can find instructions at the following link:

Keep writing and keep sharing! – Cronin Detzz