I can’t end racism and I can’t stop a pandemic and I can’t unseat a president. But what I can do is lean into the thing that awakens my heart.
Every piece of writing – fiction, nonfiction, screenplays, essays, book proposals, academic journals, short stories, poems – is personal.
When a reader dives into another world, they should be able to close their eyes and feel as though they are truly standing in the middle of it. Whether it’s the ballroom of an 18thcentury Russian aristocrat, a depressed Oxford University professor’s study, or a millennial’s shabby-chic Brooklyn apartment, the description should be dripping with tactile detail.
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We reached altitude and the pilot turned off the Fasten Seatbelt sign. I immediately jumped up to retrieve Big Magic from my bag. There wasn’t enough space to bring back a morsel of Callier chocolate, but I managed to shove that well-worn hardback into a bag whose seams were on the verge of bursting open.
I’m not sure when precisely it happened, maybe in my mid-20s, but my body cannot tolerate spicy foods any more. It (my body) rejects them orally, gastrointestinally, and sleepily.
I did my best impression of a normal person. I scanned the hallway. There was no one around but I thought it best practice to maintain the “normal person” persona.
I’m caught between what I want to do and what I should do. Right now, I’m going through something that I really want to write about. It’s a story that’s ripe (rife? wife? write?) with tension. There are twists and turns, comedy and tragedy. Writing this story would be cathartic and would help in my…
I have no idea what to write about this week, you guys. I’m sorry. But rather than give you nothing, I’m going to produce a little shitty something for you. Perhaps by the end of it, you’ll have discovered that sometimes nothing is better than something. By the end, you may wish to unsubscribe (full…
Just like the 2016 election, I’ve been hacked. Oft have I thought of myself as a formal group decision-making process but now I have the proof! It was a brisk November day (cue the contemplative instrumental music) when I got a text from my aunt. She told me to check out my website (this very…
This is a demo store for testing purposes — no orders shall be fulfilled. Dismiss