I want to try a new series on Fridays…
This week’s travel essay is on what happens to you when you stop traveling. (All past travel essays here)
I’m going to tell you a scary story…
I think I want to start journaling again, but I’m struggling with how.
When I was in high school, I went through a new-age phase. I have no hard stats on this, but I think that may have happened to a good percentage of confused Catholic-raised adolescents in the ’90s who saw The Craft or walked past a Hot Topic and thought, “Hmmm. Maybe that’s who I am?”
I thought it was just the US that was getting scarier and scarier. Not so, apparently.
Confession: when I first started writing *for real*, I honestly believed I only had a year or two of left of having to work a day job. “I’ll just stick it out until I finish this book,” I thought confidently. “I can deal with this until my glamorous writing career starts.”
This week I learned: If you cannot be unafraid, be afraid and happy. Quote taken from this beautiful book. It’s so simple, and goes along with what I want for my life, which is to worry less, be in the moment more, and yet it’s something I’ve never seen articulated so well until now. I’m […]
Sometimes I get asked why I primarily read and write fiction, as opposed to nonfiction.
Outlining. Do you need it?
