Thinking of becoming a writer? It's fantastic and fulfilling. It's introspective and inspiring. It's awesome. Writing can broaden your mind and free your spirit, but it also has...well...side-effects. If I were to create a warning label for writers, it would look like this:Writing makes you fat. Unless you have a mega-metabolism, it's almost inevitable. All… Continue reading Warning Label for Writers: Side Effects of Writing
(This post was originally a guest post on Living for the Books )thewritingfortress.tumblr.com When I was in high school, I told the career counselor I wanted to be a novelist. She looked at me and let out a huge sigh. “A writer? Of fiction?” she said in a toxic tone. “How about psychology? ” It was… Continue reading Ten Ways to Tell if You are a Writer
Ten years ago I handed a woman in my critiquing group a short story I wrote involving an Alpine farm and a drowned kitten. "It's dark," I said. "Kind of like your writing."A few days later she handed it back to me, her nose wrinkled up from the stink of bad prose. "I write NOTHING… Continue reading Critiquing: Nice Gets You Nowhere
Every writer has a preferred place to write. You can learn a lot about a person by looking at her writing space. So I thought I’d analyze mine and share the results with you.(FYI: If I were rich, I’d have a totally different space. I’d have enough money to get a new apartment with a… Continue reading The Write Space
Untethered is now available everywhere e-book and in paperback on amazon! So, in order to celebrate, I am going to share ten things about the book. 1. Like Sylvie and Cassie, a friend and I nearly drown at North Beach. I didn’t astral project like Sylvie, but I did black out and only wake up when… Continue reading Ten Things You (probably) Don’t Know About Untethered
"Times are bad. Children no longer obey their parents and everyone is writing a book."Marcus Tullius Cicero, 106 B.C.- 43 B.C.
I am sitting here at the computer as snow falls onto the balcony, covering the half-dead geraniums with a fluffy, white fur. Just yesterday, the geraniums still boasted deep red petals and sturdy green stems. It only takes a harsh bit of real life to make them wither into weak shadows of themselves.I know how… Continue reading Half-wrong. Half-write.