A few years ago a peer and I were discussing working independently in a creative field. At that time he was still figuring out which direction he wanted to go and how to get to where he was going, but I knew I wanted to be and I would be a writer. I'd picked up … Continue reading You Are Where You’re Supposed To Be
I had every intention of sitting down this weekend and dedicating several hours to writing, but the weather was so deliciously warm and gorgeous, I opted instead to spend it outdoors doing yardwork and landscaping. Late Friday evening I'd jotted about 12 paragraphs down, the beginnings of Chapter 11 of my book, and planned to … Continue reading Sometimes The Whole Chapter Is Garbage (Throw It Away)
I didn't sleep great last night. I go through phases with this book where I'm great and I'm writing happy stuff and then a chapter later the shit has hit the fan again. Like life. Life is like that. A few days ago I wrote this scene where a few of the characters are together … Continue reading Writing About Death Is Hard
When I watched the film "Secret Window" starring Johnny Depp, it was the first time I confronted the concept of a writer's retreat and I loved it (spoilers: minus all the psychosis and murder). Living with writers block these past two years especially has been hell and I've often romantisized the notion of escaping to … Continue reading I’m writing a book. I hate it.