My Nana and Papa, around 1954, and a cute dog. I'm home. My trip to Da Yoop was emotionally taxing and personally exhausting, but it was inarguably a good trip. I don't really know if anything will ever feel right or normal or routine again with Papa gone, but I am taking life a day... Continue Reading →
If I am completely honest, I'm terrified. I hate being the oldest person in the class. All my insecurities come to the fore when I'm in school. The commute slowly drains my life away. Really, I don't need a degree to do any of the work I do or want to do. I think it's the idea of finishing what I started that is needling me.
I can't believe I forgot to announce it here! My novel, The Hole in the World is being published! I met with my editor this weekend, and it was such a great experience with lots of great feedback. This week I dive into the editing process, with a confidence I don't think I've ever had... Continue Reading →
And then return to it only to realise you have no idea what you were trying to remember? Anyway, here's a picture from the fun little birthday party my family threw for me.
It’s good to take a step back and get away from your stories. Give your brain time to passively work them over. Engage other brainmeats. Set aside time to do something that isn’t writing, and isn’t for anyone else but you. I think it’s too easy for us to get caught up believing that it’s selfish to do that, but we need to remember that being selfish isn’t always a bad thing, done in moderation.