Back in August I wrote somewhere upwards of 12,000 words in nine days, or about 1,300 words a day, which doesn't seem like much but is as much as I've been managing in a week for the last several months. It was exquisite. And then I came down. In fitness, there's a concept called a... Continue Reading →
It's impossible to make something from nothing. I spend a lot of time feeling guilty for things. It's one of my flaws, and like many flaws it can also be a strength. It's good to know what your impacts on others are, and it's good to try to mediate those impacts as you are able.... Continue Reading →
I'm not a pantser, but I'm not a planner either. I'm more of a baker of stories, when it comes down to it.
Writing Excuses is one of the only podcasts I listen to. I like to explain it to my friends thusly: "THEY JUST KEPT TALKING AND I WANTED THEM TO GET TO THE POINT." My friends usually roll their eyes. Most podcasts are about an hour long and make me want to tear out my hair.... Continue Reading →
The subtitle of this blogpost should be: the good, the bad, the ugly, for reasons that will become apparent, but I didn't want to bulk that up too much. Suffice to say, publishing a book, no matter how you go about it, is a complicated process. When you are self-publishing, that process becomes vastly more... Continue Reading →
So I have a problem called spin-too-many-plates syndrome. Meaning I like to constantly be juggling a lot of stuff. "Like" may not be the best word, actually. Perhaps it would be better to say that I pathologically over-stuff my plate. Or that I get bored easily. Or that I am overly ambitious. Or am violently... Continue Reading →
A lot of people have different ways they tackle writing, and I suppose there are a lot of places where best practices kind of deviate. Given that, I wanted to take a minute today to talk about my writing process. I am not a pantser. For those unfamiliar, a pantser is someone who flies by... Continue Reading →