How does one write a second book exactly? Non-rhetorical. It seems that I operate on a cycle of making babies every two years, some in human form and some in book form. Now my second child is here and we've found a sorta groove, I have that second book knocking on my brain. But, I'm... Continue Reading →
It took me a long time to call myself a writer. It felt presumptuous for a number of reasons, and I harbored a real imposter syndrome for a long time. Now that I write and have done for enough time that the writer identity feels fully integrated along with all my other selves, a rule... Continue Reading →
If you’re struggling with starting your revisions, know that it is absolutely possible to go from crying over your computer at a coffeeshop at the start of your revisions (me), to doing a little dance in your chair at how well it’s all coming together (also me).
Sifting through the feedback on my first draft in the way that I do, through gifs, feelings, and long sentences.