Watermill Grimoire Residency at the Watermill Center

On January 2010 Judah will have an artist residency at the Watermill Center where he will write a handful of short stories entitled the Watermill Grimooire. The Watermill Grimoire is a collection of short fairy tales written about artifacts from the Watermill Center. Judah will write one story a day with each focusing on an individual artifact (perspective). Towards the end of the residency he will write a final story, bringing the characters together.

Interview on WLIU 88.3 FM

Judah was interviewed on WLIU 88.3 FM by host Bonnie Grice along with Gayle Wagner and Pat Synder. The focus is on the recent grant Judah received from the New York Foundation for the Arts issued by the East End Arts Council for his residency at the Watermill Center.

Vote for App Ideas Via Appswell

Recently, I posted a few ideas to Appswell.com, which are rated by users. Each month, the idea with the highest rating is developed as an app for the iPhone or iTouch.

Best iPhone App for Writers – Story Tracker

I've been using my iTouch for a while now and I've downloaded numerous applications with an eye on productivity, entertainment, and knowledge. Through the cacophony of the iPhone App popularity game, on a rare occasion I'll give voice to a product worth the hype. Strangely, the most useful application I discovered so far has little to no exposure. I hope to change the mistake. Thus enters Story Tracker. Being a writer, I have found this application unbelievable useful and well worth every penny, even at a sum of $9.99. A small price to pay in order to help yourself get published. This tool helps you in countless ways to track, organize, and respond to story submissions. This is excellent for any writer looking to take the serious steps towards publication. Let's look at a breakdown of the benefits taken from the developer's site.

The Eyes May See Differently

Salt scraped from eyes Where, oh where are you Born with brittle sight I think no less Pitted spirit Left to mourn Broken nye Cast the mold of myself To make anew without you But spark no more, glazed the mind Meek no more, the shadow of my mold Always lined with vile self Oh, tender self wake What I made masters over me But dawn burns no more Grinning [...]