Why I write

there's no greater movement inside of me than when their faces shine bright from something I've created from nothing the something may make me cry make me fall into self-doubt but there's beauty from the pain the beauty brings smiles onto people's faces the smiles give me a rushed feeling the rushed feeling beckons me … Continue reading Why I write

Real life in fiction

“Hey,” Jenny asked me one day, “isn’t this character doing like what we talked about the other day?” I glanced over, looking down at the laptop. It had one of my recent stories. I was thinking about expanding it more, but I wasn’t sure at the time. I did recognize the character’s actions though. “Yeah,” … Continue reading Real life in fiction

Deadliest phrase for creative people

“Next, let’s critique Robin’s piece.” My college professor smiled as everyone in the class pulled out my piece, except me. I felt their eyes turn to me. It didn't help that we all sat in a circle, facing each other. I had nowhere to hide. My teacher might have said the title of my story … Continue reading Deadliest phrase for creative people

Sneaking around to write

For the last few days, I've been sneaking around. Or at least I feel like it. I have everything I need: iPhone, iPad, and a Mac laptop. Trading between them, I always have something to write on even when I'm supposed to do something else. Nothing can stop me from writing. Writing isn't something I … Continue reading Sneaking around to write

Terrible critiques vs amazing critiques

Every writer needs critiques. As I’ve posted here before, critiques from beta readers help writers improve their work. But that doesn’t mean that every critique a writer gets is helpful. Critiques point out what may not be working well in a story. But they’re all suggestions. No one has to follow word-for-word with what every … Continue reading Terrible critiques vs amazing critiques

Writing worries

‘Guess what.’ I text him. ‘What?’ I pause, not sure of what to text back. I could talk about the bubbling worry inside of me, but I already did that so much. We talked about my anxiety yesterday. He can’t keep being the only person I shout my worries to. But I could tell him. … Continue reading Writing worries