The Writing Life

These are the tools of my trade. I have written in spiral-bound notebooks, college-ruled, for a long time. They are always of varying colors. Red, yellow, blue, purple, black. Never green. I write with a Zebra F-402 ballpoint pen, black ink. The work is written in longhand, in the notebooks, before it is typed onto the computer. The sound of a pen scratching against a page is one of my favorite sounds. One of those beautiful, lonely sounds that goes in deep. No matter what is written inside these notebooks, I always title them “Sketches/Impressions,” in black Sharpie. I have filled hundreds of these notebooks over the years, and keep them stored in plastic bins. I consider it a record of my spiritual longing here on earth. I am a fan and practioner of ritual, especially of my own making. My love affair with writing began when I was a young boy in Brooklyn, and has never stopped. I am grateful for this calling. One day I will be dead and gone, poof. But know that I was here, for a little while. And I gave everything I could to writing. Know that you are here for a little while. Do what you love. Your heart will rejoice.

About John Biscello

Originally from Brooklyn, NY, writer, poet, spoken word performer, and playwright, John Biscello now lives in Taos, New Mexico. He is the author of three novels: Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale, Raking the Dust, and Nocturne Variations, and a collection of stories, Freeze Tag. His fiction and poetry has appeared in: Art Times, nthposition, The Wanderlust Review, Ophelia Street, Caper, Polyphony, Dilate, Militant Roger, Chokecherries, Farmhouse, BENT, The 555 Collective, Instigator, Brass Sopaipilla, The Iconoclast, Adobe Walls, Kansas City Voices, and the Tishman Review. His blog--Notes of an Urban Stray--can be read at Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale was named Underground Book Reviews 2014 Book of the Year.
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