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My Big Five Personality Quiz Results

So, the new new thing is the Big Five, which is a fairly straightforward personality quiz, found on FiveThirtyEight. I took it, and I liked my results. I thought they were fairly accurate. OPENNESS TO EXPERIENCE: 92 out of 100 High openness to experience: You’ve probably tried on several personal styles and hobbies during your life, and your curious brain is actively seeking new things to explore. Your identity may be flexible and open to change, but you’re likely to find success in careers that value that — the arts, for instance. Don’t trap yourself in a “Theater Kid” box, though. People with high openness also do well in careers that involve investigation and discovery. They might become scientists, lawyers or investigative journalists — basically weaponizing their intellectual curiosity and willingness to try new things and explore new ideas. Be aware, though, that dangerous drugs are among the things you’re…

Coming clean in 2019

So I’ve kept this a secret for awhile now because it’s embarassing. Now that it’s been completed, I feel strong enough to do so. Also, because if you can’t be real on your blog, where can ya? I declared chapter 7 bankruptcy last year. So how did I get here? Simple. I finished grad school. I had a good job and a decent place to live, but it was time to go home. I was missing out on a lot of the fun and the memories. Distance does NOT make the heart grow fonder. I was living paycheck to paycheck. But the nature of it isn’t financially healthy for anybody. There is a part of me that will always ache to live in California. But the cost of living is so high! Making headway on my debt – and I’m only one person! – was damn near impossible. I wasn’t…

On Privileged White Male Authors Masquerading as Females for Money

Manifest Mondays are my playground to blabber on about the writing life. So, listening to Book Riot’s podcast episode #219 this past week, they mentioned that Riley Sager is a pen name for a fella named Todd Ritter. Jezebel broke the story. Every write up that followed – including Book Riot – made the clipped observation that it’s uncool for men to flip the script and create ambiguous-sounding pen names to sell female-led books to women. I agree. Full stop. It’s not even up for discussion. Isn’t it hard enough for a woman (or a woman of color with a decidedly ethnic name, like me) to get someone to pick up their book, much less read it, based on her name? Because it is. It’s the first rule of marketing: have a catchy name. People outwardly reject what they fear, what they can’t make heads or tails of. I’m looking…

The Artist’s Way

Manifest Mondays are where I chat exclusively about writing and the writing life. My earliest memory of writing as a child was being scolded for learning how to write my name and address in kindergarten. I proceeded to write it over and over on one page – both sides – because I liked the feel of the pencil in my hand and hated the look of a blank page, even at that age. Why did I get in trouble? My Ma was paranoid that someone would find it and hurt us because it had so much private information. Information available in any public records search. I didn’t know any better but it never discouraged me from writing. A few years ago, I decided that writing had to be a larger part of my life. I was waffling between pursuing my MFA in Writing or disciplining myself to do it. I…

The Crashing Tide

Manifest Mondays are where I chat exclusively about writing and the writing life. I got word last week that my thesis for my MFA was officially accepted. I would’ve been devastated if they didn’t take it, but I was informed by my program director that the letter is basically a formality. I don’t even care; it’s still nice to be acknowledged! My thesis was a story collection; some pieces were longer than traditional short fiction (my preferred weapon of war), but they all evened out. Actually, I almost struggled at the end to make it the correct length. I went sort of crazy during revision. I haven’t read my thesis since I submitted it. Out of sight, out of mind, I suppose. I went back and read it this weekend, and I got lost in the stories. I vividly remember frolicking like a child in these playgrounds that I created,…

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