Tag Archives: Writing
Life is getting in the way of my writing. I tell myself it’s because I need to save my energy to focus on my romcom—one of three novel concepts that are consistently fighting for space in my mind stew—so that I can make a solid effort to actually accomplish a goal for once in my […]
Wallowing is the best thing I’ve ever done. It might sound selfish, but that’s only because it is. And it should be.
Finding my bravery is an ongoing, evolving process, which can be difficult, emotional and downright messy. Today, it looks a little like sitting in a coffee shop, interacting with strangers.
“Ugh, I hate my job.” — Everyone? At 28, I’m a newbie. Sure, I have a Master’s degree and more than five years’ professional experience under my belt, but for the most part, it’s blatantly obvious I don’t really know what I’m doing. Yet, since graduating into the world of supposedly responsible decision-making, too often […]
Last night was awesome. I got to sit in a quiet neighborhood restaurant, people-watching passersby and fellow diners, while finally finding some inspiration to write. Then, a drugged-up junkie came bursting into the restaurant, ranting and raving about a missing cell phone. The manager literally had to shove her outside as she threatened him and […]
A friend told me recently that the best time to write is early in the morning, when you first wake up. Well, aside from the part where I never wake up “early,” I haven’t been able to make it happen. Lately, I can’t bring myself to write. I don’t get it. My mind never seems […]
I’m so sorry to have left you with such an abrupt ending to my last post. I know you were shocked that I could write a post of such…normal length. Well, that’s part of the beauty of my resolution. When I came up with “blog more” as my entire NYR, I didn’t fully process the […]
I’ve never really been one for New Year’s Resolutions, and as I discover more about myself I think I’m figuring out why: I have unrealistic expectations when I decide to make behavior changes. Mind-blowing, isn’t it? I’m sure nobody else ever saw that coming. My mom for sure will be flabbergasted when I bestow upon […]