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No Fuckery Allowed. Write on your terms.
In college, I juggled a full course load, a full-time job and a part-time job, and a social life. I’m an overachiever. I sort of specialize in getting shit done. Lucky for me, this website has become a great way to channel my urge to *do* something. (Read: write.) As it turns out, you need […]
Top three reasons writers give up
1 – They value everyone else’s time more than their own. An endless list of daily responsibilities takes precedence. 2 – Their paying gig eats most of their days away, leaving little oomph to pursue their writing. 3 – They think they aren’t good enough. And all three of those bullshit excuses translate to the […]
Writing and marketing. What YOU want.
Last week, I asked the kids on Facebook what they are burning to know about this thing we call writing. Questions came up about marketing and promoting, the pitfalls of a first-time author, self-publishing, building a fan base, and the time it takes to see substantial web traffic for your blog or website. Not one […]
A writer’s routine means sweet f*ck-all
I know writers who get up two hours early every day to get shit done before the world interferes. I know writers who shut off their phones and Facebook for their scheduled midday “writing time.” I know writers who have daily schedules, minutely defining when and how long they work on chapter XYZ, polish a […]
When you push past the bullshit
Confused, overwhelmed, exhausted. Frustrated, resentful, burned out. Unsure, hesitant, sacred shitless… blocked. Feelings we experience when we step up and go for it. Yes, everyone. No, it’s not permanent. Hustle through it. Or cry, whine, beg and pray through it. Either way, it will pass. And once it does, you’ll find confidence, inspiration, excitement, and […]
We don’t need help in the Oh-My-God-I-Suck Department
In fifth grade, I attended the all-girls, private Catholic school I’d been in since kindergarten, with kids who had last names like Demoulas and Sterling (look them up). Sister Catherine, our esteemed leader, hated us all. But she disliked me less – or appeared to anyway – because I grasped English. I could diagram the […]
He said. She said. And they all lived happily ever after.
And at the beginning, the writer had dialogue, and it was awesome. It sucked me in like nothing I’ve read in ages. But as much as I loved the writing and banter, by the fifth or sixth response from character number one to character number two, I wanted to bleach my eyeballs. “He would write […]
Use what you have
SOMETIMES Which makes your head feel like But eventually What are you waiting for?