10 Steps to Becoming a Better Writer

I recently made friends with a young writer on tumblr. In talking to her, I realized that there are a few things I do as a writer that she isn’t taking advantage of—and I’d guess a lot of starting writers are in the same boat. So here, without further ado and in no particular order, … Continue reading 10 Steps to Becoming a Better Writer

odd morning

I had a dream that the government wanted to ban the use of the word "playground." The reason wasn't clear, but there was a lot of debate and uproar over it. Eventually, they decided to try to ban playgrounds altogether because they (a) carry too much chance of kids getting hurt and (b) encourage freedom and … Continue reading odd morning

(no longer) on vacation: some musings on rest and work

Last week, I was on vacation. I did a whole lot of nothing, and it was glorious. Matt and I took a day trip down to the Mitsuwa Japanese marketplace in Edgewater NJ, where we got ramen and kitsune soba, passion fruit kit kats, bubble tea, black sesame ice cream (pictured above), sweet ume wine, … Continue reading (no longer) on vacation: some musings on rest and work

on the grievous overuse of the question mark

I'm sorry, I don't normally do midday rants, but I'm working from home alone and I have to tell this to someone other than the dog. I really, really hate it when people end sentences with a question mark. I just received an email saying: This PDF didn't upload properly? And I'm like - are you … Continue reading on the grievous overuse of the question mark

on the effects of continuous rain

I’ve got to be honest; I’m not really sure what to do with the heat and sunshine today. I’m not sure what to do about the fact that I can sit in my backyard and NOT get mobbed by mosquitoes. Or that I’ve once again gravitated toward cold beverages. Or that it’s ok for me … Continue reading on the effects of continuous rain

on writing, life, time, symbols, and getting it all done

I’ve been meaning to write for so long, and haven’t found (made) the time. Forgive me in advance for the odd mind dump that's sure to follow. I’m finally sitting down with some tea. It’s been strange, leading two lives – my “average American” life, and my writer’s life, which gets just a sliver of … Continue reading on writing, life, time, symbols, and getting it all done