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

Waiting forever

After writers send their work out to be critiqued, it can feel as if forever stands in front of them. Time has stopped. Even as life goes by, nothing happens. They wait, filled with butterflies. Days and months and years all feel like lifetimes. Perhaps it's because they're nervous. They sent their work - their … Continue reading Waiting forever