Sometimes I like to write blog posts about how to do things that I myself am not necessarily very good at. Today is one of those days. It’s November, and every November (or hopefully every October if I’m a little more prepared) I ask myself the question: Will I do NaNoWriMo this year?
I recently visited my local library for the first time in many years. I wrote some short prose about it here (also includes poached eggs and being approached by a creepy guy). The library felt the same in some ways, but very different in others. It struck me how sparse it seemed – it wasn’t the wonderland […]
Last night I had a dream that I went to a writing group for the first time. The leader of the group asked us to spend 25 minutes writing about a real person, so I began writing a poem about a friend who I haven’t seen for a while. But I was having trouble writing […]
This blog has been written to give you one piece of advice today: call yourself a writer. It took me a while to learn this myself, perhaps because there are some misconceptions about what a ‘real writer’ is. Tell someone you are a writer and they might say “have you been published?” or “might I […]