“You don’t know what you’re doing and suddenly it’s done…it evolves out of your own life and night scares.”
Nothing Left To Hide
After our Italy trip, the blogs came so easy- a little vino here, some gelato there… they have since come to a screeching halt. My writing coach and I have been tirelessly working through my memoir’s edits. It’s been mostly me working feverishly through all these new feelings that come up as I relive my sordid past in black and… Read More
To Count or Not to Count?
The other day I wrote a little over 2,400 words. I don’t use a fancy word count app, or even know where to find those things on my laptop. I count manually, from the place I start writing to where I stop; and that’s only if I really want to know how writing my past traumas, measure up against numbers…. Read More
Write Hard
An ocean of panic washed over me yesterday. I’m still uncertain what it’s from. It could have been the steady 16 week gig that cancelled, tossing me into a sea of financial worry—that would certainly be understandable. Because in my profession, a steady gig is welcome; hustling for work and responding to emailed cattle calls has never been my idea… Read More