The Writer's Workout

Guess. Who’s. BACK. I finally feel like myself again. I don’t know what happened to trigger the low, angry, unproductive end of my...

I did make an attempt last week. I attempt to write most weeks; I usually fail brilliantly on the execution so for weeks like last week,...

I’m jealous of you. I’m jealous of your ability to create fiction and not feel like you’re donating both kidneys...

The day finally arrived that I sat down and I wrote words. At first, it was like a crack in the dam, a tiny jet of high-powered freedom. The

It’s been a ridiculously exhausting week but I made it. I tapped out Thursday morning at 2 am. I could feel it coming, knew my brain was...

It happened. For one three-minute stretch, the stars aligned. I had the cognitive function, emotional focus, and the creative capacity.

What a week. I tried, I really did. There’s something about Games Time that is all-consuming.