There is a writing life. And you could lead it if you could only get past everything else, which is to say yourself. This is what a lot of writers eventually believe, even if they don’t start out that way. Maybe you believe it, too. It’s not the wrong way to think (tell me there’s... Continue Reading →
Problems and Solutions, Part 2: This is Why You Fail
Here are some random thoughts on getting creative work done with a minimum of grief. Basic Artistic Needs. In order to write, I need, at minimum: 1. Quiet. 2. Solitude. 3. Minimal levels of discomfort - i.e. not feeling feverish and sick (including being hung over, exhausted, or otherwise ill), the heater not turned all... Continue Reading →