Wayback Wednesdays are my weekly throwback series. Lead me to your water is the perfect companion piece to my entry from last Monday. Four years ago, I was floundering in my professional life. I was dying inside, wanting to tell stories and calling myself a writer but having no network
Today is the first in my weekly series called Manifest Mondays, where I will chat exclusively about writing and the writing life. What is the first thing you think of when someone tells you they are a writer by trade? I know what I think of: a hunched body with
I was rejected from a job that I had very much convinced myself that I was going to get. I went into a very dark place, and of course, it all fell apart in public. I’m hesitant to share it but to hide it away wouldn’t be true to myself.
Post 20 of 24 They say you should never meet your heroes, they’ll only let you down. But what if you write them a letter asking for advice and they throw this blisteringly awesome observation in your face? You don’t have an excuse NOT to get into the arts anymore.