This morning when my alarm went off at 5:00 a.m., I groaned. That’s not the confession. I groan every morning when my …
I ask myself this when I find myself writing and rewriting and rewriting a scene. #WTF are you doing?
There’s no explaining it. There’s no denying it either. Dress them up in costume and have them throwing shade in a gif, …
Why is it so hard for some of us to say no? Well, I thought this instructional …
I’m scared I’m not writing the next best thing.
The thing women huddle around and whisper about
on lunch breaks and girls’ night out.
I’m scared that one day I’ll realize that the years of writing
and reading about writing
and immersing myself in writing
will have all been a waste of time.
I’m scared no one will love my characters as much as I do.
I’m scared that this – writing – is my thing. The thing I was born to do.
But that doesn’t scare me half as much as the thought that if I’m right,
and I still fail,
I’ll have no idea what to do then.
The Arrow’s Stephen Amell. He’s the leading man in my first novel. Well, …
i’m not at home i have no instruments no instruments and when i’m home i’m not at home i’m using yours i’m …