Dusting Off and Getting Up: a Rehearsal
A deep sigh. Little shame filled cheeks glowing in front of a keyboard where little shame filled fingers flit before you now. I am back. A week ago, I told myself I had let the writing habit die, and before it’d even really gotten it’s first deep breath. Queue the familiar cloak of shame, which…
When to Shut Up and When to Talk: The Key to Character Description
I’ve been thinking a lot about my main character lately. I’m writing a novel. Did I tell you that? And it has a main character, and I’ve been thinking a lot about him lately. Mostly, how much to say about him. Not his internal state, of course, or else we’d have no novel. It’s his…
One Writer’s Gentle Reminder About the Muse to Another
You’re standing next to the punch bowl, wondering who ever thought the paper straw was ever a good idea as you pull a bit of soggy cardboard from your teeth. That’s when she walks in–and she’s absolutely dazzling. Her silken hair is perfectly swept. Her wardrobe is all one-of a kind (vintage pieces she can’t…
My Baby Turned One Today: What I’ve Learned in One Sentence
A lot, but mostly: human beings can do incredibly, incredibly hard things–especially with love in their heart and a willingness to see what is beautiful. Whatever you’re working on, however hard it may be, you can do it.
What Any Writer Can Learn from Holy Week
A Look at the Passion for Writing I was sitting on a plane, yellow highlighter at the ready, when I read one of the most influential book lines of my life. You know the kind: the ones you keep coming back to, the ones whose pages flop right open when settled on a desk. The…
Four Biggest Lies We Use to Keep From Writing
The Biggest Lies All Writers Believe Note, that’s biggest lies, dear friend. Please don’t think for a moment that this in any way limits the list down to a mere four. If that were the case, we’d have a lot more books. I’m merely honing in on the ones I’ve heard, and muttered, the most.…
Welcome, dear friend.
A word. Any word. Even the word, “word.” Whew…and just like that, all that heart-stopping, white-sick terror of the blank page is gone. They say a lot of things about writing, some of it good, a lot of it junk, and most of it, who am I to say. But one of the good things…