Writing from the Heart

My critique partners and writing instructors often comment that my fiction isn’t as emotionally engaging as it could be. That criticism doesn’t surprise me because I know that I have a deep-seated fear of my emotions. For the past five or six months, I’ve been working with a therapist to address those fears. My therapist... Continue Reading →

What Is a Legacy?

I used to think the idea of a midlife crisis was absurd. Why, I wondered, did so many people hit a certain age and then suddenly blow up their carefully crafted lives? Now that I’m in my late forties, I don’t find the idea of a midlife crisis absurd at all. I recently encountered Erik... Continue Reading →

My Writing Retreat Roundup

Since I used my last two posts to set up goals for this week’s at-home writing retreat, I’ll recap what progress I made and what I learned about my writing process. I’ll start with crunching numbers. In my post on May 31st, I said my goal was 2,500 words. I felt like that goal would... Continue Reading →

I’m Back!

My two-week blogging break wasn’t planned. But I think I’m a little more refreshed after taking that break. I was taking two writing classes, and each required a certain number of reviews of peers’ assignments each week. I was feeling burned out on writing. Both classes are nearly done, and I’m looking forward to a... Continue Reading →

What Happened to Our Ambition?

I saw the film “Bohemian Rhapsody” this week. I won't go into the film's flaws or how it mishandled the timeline of Freddie’s life. The film's ending focused on Queen's performance at Live Aid. The concert took place in July 1985, and I was in junior high. I remember watching Live Aid with my mother.... Continue Reading →

Something Stirs

I don't know if writers are more prone to introspection than other people are. Perhaps other creative and artistic people also spend a lot of time in self-examination. Or maybe it's just how I function. My sense of who I am as a writer is undergoing another shift. For years, I thought I'd write mysteries.... Continue Reading →

Compass Wanted

I’m feeling a bit lost at sea this week. It’s the first full week back to work after the holidays, and readjusting to my weekly routine is harder this year. Perhaps that’s because I’m getting older. Or it might be burnout and fatigue from the uncertainty of our political mess. The rage and fear I’ve... Continue Reading →

My Intentions

I don’t like making New Year’s resolutions. I think they’re a lot of pressure right after an extended period of stress. Here in the States, we’ve just finished the big holiday season. We’ve spent weeks comparing our cooking, decorating, and gift-giving skills with all our relatives and friends. Many of us haven’t lived up to... Continue Reading →

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