When I first started writing seriously, it was like the excitement of first love. I wanted to write all the time. I would writing in my head while watching TV, while hanging out with friends, while working, while driving. It was urgent. Necessary. I didn’t know shit about what I…
A few lovely people have had some lovely things to say about Letting Go. So You Think You Can Write Jeanette Grey is a truly gifted writer that tells a heartfelt story of love and loss and does it in a way that we can all relate to. There’s…
The writer needs to write to tell the story. The reader needs to read in order to enjoy it. Sadly, they don’t always need the same words. The biggest breakthrough I’ve made as an editor has been realizing that that’s okay. Personally, I’m the kind of writer that processes things…
For Aisling Weaver‘s FuckMeFriday prompt. … Listen “Did you hear that?” He was sitting so close to me; all I could hear was his breath. “No,” I whispered, giggling slightly, but then he grabbed my hand. Squeak. His eyes widened, and he gestured with his head toward the rooms upstairs.…
“Well, my taste in movies is pretty awesome,” she tells me. “Oh?” “Yeah. I don’t do much of that girly crap.” As usual, I bristle as she regales me with the list of things she doesn’t like. Silly romantic comedies. Sweeping, Victorian love stories. And the things she does. Explosions.…
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Another stab at Aisling Weaver‘s FuckMeFriday prompts. … Fawn I watch the way you look at them, your eyes on her hand as she feeds him, your brow creasing as she simpers. Fawns. Placing my hand on your thigh beneath your skirt, close to the rope you wear beneath your…
My favorite descriptions of the writing process are those that liken it to method-acting. When I’m writing a character, I need to get in his head – be where he is, think how he thinks, feel what he feels. And a huge piece of that, for me, is setting the…
Another stab at Aisling Weaver‘s FuckMeFriday prompts. … Cream It was the little white dot on her nose. She set the carton down before looking around to see if she’d been caught drinking cream from the carton before adding it to the bowl. She didn’t see me. So the mixer…
This is my last little reflection on my first writer’s conference, and it’s shameful that it’s taken me this many segments to get to the heart of the matter, which is that it’s the people and the community that make a conference worthwhile. I met some really incredible people in…
