Biggest writer worry

As a writer, I don't like looking back on my old writings. Something that seemed like wonders when I wrote it could feel like trash when I go back and read it. It's almost like a self-hate for my past self even though I know I wasn't as experienced then. A part of me believes … Continue reading Biggest writer worry

Common query mistakes

At my new internship, I got to see what was in the bottom drawer: rejected queries. For over an hour, I read query after query. The rejected queries all had repeated mistakes. Here's some of the most common ones: Misspellings One writer wrote "aknolegments" instead of "acknowledgements". Spelling, especially in the writing career, is essential. … Continue reading Common query mistakes

A creative way to get to know your characters

Vivid characters are an essential part to any story. Without strong characters, the story can seem uninteresting and fall apart. Understanding your characters is a good way to develop them. One creative way to explore your characters is to find songs that describe them. For example, I have a character named Victoria who's fighting on … Continue reading A creative way to get to know your characters

What could discredit me

Sometimes I wonder if my taste in literature discredits me for being an English major and/or writer. The more I dive into the writing world, the more I realize I don't fit in some areas. I love writing and editing. I can discuss creative work for days. But I don't like older literature too much. … Continue reading What could discredit me

An artist’s fear

Many creative people are afraid to release their work. Which seems strange at the same time. We create this being - a book or an album or a painting or so - for the world to see. We design something new all together, knowing someone will see it one day. But that's the exact concept … Continue reading An artist’s fear

Real monsters

I used to believe that monsters lived under my bed. They loved scaring me in the dark. “That’s where they stay,” Society told me. “Where they belong.” But Society also ordered me to keep my stomach flat so people would like me. Short hair was for men. Lesbian. I couldn’t drive. I couldn’t lift anything … Continue reading Real monsters