I kind of always felt like real writers had their own writing space. I attributed some kind of authority over their writing life to the writing space they created in. Ordinary people call these home offices, but that sounds stiff and boring. Like the place you sit down to pay your bills. Fuck that. I…
On the occasion that I have twentyish minutes in the car on my own and that I want to make those twentyish minutes productive – and by productive, I mean, not let my mind wander all over the spaghetti-noodle-looking map of my mind. Sometimes I tune into a podcast called Helping Writers Become Authors with K.M.…
Having a writing lifestyle takes commitment, effort, practice, and ownership. For all these reasons, it’s like a relationship. Or at the very least, it’s like any other lifestyle decision: establishing a workout routine; changing to gluten-free; joining a club or organization; introducing mindfulness to each day. I’m defining lifestyle as: a way of life or…
There was a time, in the not so distant past, when I feared the results of my writing so much that I failed to see the possibilities that could result instead. I feared not having enough to say. What I said not being said right or well. Having what I said hurt, impale, embarrass, traumatize…