Mina Witteman – author | editor | teacher of creative writing

Posts from the “A Bit of Everything” Category

Sunshine’s Revision (ii)

Posted on March 21, 2017

desperation crawls under her skin and robs her of worth not one ray of sunshine is left to show her where to go and find the light that night’s bleakest hour hides in that infinite sad while before dawn all she hears are the tacit words that bruise her heart words that break her and leave her nothing but  the cruelest spurning of her self  and no other choice than to cede her soul to the dark    

Boreas and the Four Winds

Posted on March 9, 2017

Hurray! BOREAS EN DE VIER WINDSTREKEN (BOREAS AND THE FOUR WINDS) has been proofed and should be on its way to the printer now. I am super excited about this third book in the Boreas series, which will come out mid April. Again, I’ve thrown Boreas in adventure after adventure on his trip around the world with his parents on their yacht the Argo. In BOREAS AND THE FOUR WINDS, the family sails from Miami up the East Coast of America all the way to New York, and back south again to Key West, Cuba, the Cayman Islands and Colombia. After passing through the Panama Canal they sail north to San Francisco for a short trip to the Sierra Nevada. The final destination of this…

Into the Sea

Posted on February 19, 2017

she walks into the sea to cleanse herself from the hurt that flooded her when he called her a whore with handfuls of brine she douses his vernacular, vile and full of harm, erases it from her mind barters the words for the soft-spoken sweetness he used to ensnare her heart and soul she’s not here to clear his conscience she’s not here to lift his guilt let him face the love he crushed with his thoughtless thirst she scours her body with sand and stone struggles to escape the hissing voice that tells her to let his words rip her to shreds and drown in the force of a surf that will steal her life      

February Fairmaid

Posted on February 4, 2017

spring-chill

International Author Sails in With Some Fabulous Writing Insights

Posted on January 4, 2017

Originally posted on DeeScribewriting Blog:
I first met extraordinary author Mina Witteman at the 2010 SCBWI LA Conference where she was also the representative of SCBWI Netherlands through her role as Regional Advisor.   By a strange coincidence, we both successfully applied for the SCBWI Nevada Mentorship Program and here we are pictured above. As well as being a much-loved writer, Mina is also a huge advocate for children’s and young adult creators and the publishing industry. In 2015 I was lucky to be invited by Mina to present a writing workshop at the second SCBWI Europolitan Conference she organised in Amsterdam. She is one of the three founding members of this bi-annual conference that offers a great opportunity for children’s book creators to connect…

What Makes Me Smile

Posted on December 13, 2016

You all know about writers, right? And about how we always seem to be able to swerve towards the precipice of doubt? If not… Trust me. We’re really good at it, veering off course and sliding head first to the ledge.   Or at least, I am.   Doubt lassoes me like a seasoned cowboy lassoes a filly. It usually catches me when my brain’s in overload. Like these past few days, while I was in the midst of translating half a million documents, busy pestering friends left and right to battle red tape with me, working on a book proposal, trying to ward off the anxiety brought on by a myriad omens that bode for a devastatingly harsh political climate, fretting about the manuscript I just sent off because a trusted publishing friend told me it could…

The Gray of Tears

Posted on December 10, 2016

a gray of tears conceals the sky not long ago a striking blue a tyrant bends his pallid creeds into a vicious dark assails the love that shapes my heart i sit and listen, hear his sound, the thunder of his fallacy, the quaver of a loon in fright a gray of tears conceals the earth not long ago a vibrant green the sun curves its black-body radiance into a blinding white shreds the veil that obscures my view i sit and listen, hear new sounds, the rumbling of the ocean,  the tremor of a bird in flight a gray of tears cleanses my soul i sit and listen, i find my voice i fight