The story I’d been writing took a turn and I no longer feel I can finish it. It may have to do with the cold I’ve been fighting for the … Continue reading Sick, depression, and lack of focus.
The thought of what fiction is to me and what it means to me has been on my mind this week. It’s the little spaces in between paragraphs when I’m … Continue reading What fiction is to me.
I’ve reached a point where I’m tired of being unpublished. I’ve written eight books and haven’t published a single one. There are many reasons for this. But they boil down … Continue reading I’m tired of being unpublished.
There are moments as a writer when you have to ignore the world around you. This is related to my post on Tuesday. I often consider going quiet on social … Continue reading Keep writing.
Finding your way through a story is like having a big flashlight with a little beam. You’re hoping to find something, but the small beam doesn’t allow you to search … Continue reading Writing is like using a big flashlight.