So I’ve been working on a fun blog post the last couple of weeks but it’s not quite ready yet. I’ve tried a few times to get the ball rolling faster to no avail – for this post I’m dependent on the availability of three other people (Which is fine! It’s not like I control everyone else’s lives. I mean, it would be kinda cool if I was all-powerful like that, but alas I am not).
Instead I’m relegated to sitting in my home office working on my book and a few short stories. Oh, the BOREDOM. Actual Writing? No thank you. (Just kidding).
Luckily I have a brand new companion to keep me company whenever I work from my home office instead of a coffee shop or random dirt patch somewhere. Continue reading “Writing With A Friend”
Have you ever noticed how many “How To Be A Writer” guides are floating around the internet? Have you seen all the articles about what being a writer means, detailing tips to fit the bill, sharing the holy guidelines you have to follow to truly be able to classify yourself as a “Writer”? Not that there’s anything wrong with that, of course. Most of these … Continue reading How Not To Be A Writer
After four days in Utah I’ve found a new frontrunner for a vacation timeshare.
For those of you that don’t know (and now that I think about it, why would you?) I’ve been skiing and snowboarding for most of my life. My mom put me in ski school when I was four, but I switched over to snowboarding at around eleven or twelve because, “Snowboarding is way cooler mom you just don’t understand me JEEZ JUST LET ME LIVE MY LIFE UGH.” Anyway, that means that I’ve been snowboarding for over a decade, and if my sister has to hear me say “Shred it dude!” one more time she might disavow our siblingship. Continue reading “Shred It, Dude”
Lately I’ve been getting a lot of questions from friends and family about the book I’m writing. Most days I welcome questions like these; they give me a chance to talk about my favorite subject and the coolest person in the entire world: Me. But recently these questions have been making me feel shy for a minute or two, something that I’m decidedly not. So I started wondering why this could be happening, and I came to a slightly uncomfortable realization.
Continue reading “I’m A Frustrated And Insecure Writer, But That’s Okay”
Call me Hercule Poirot because I’m pretty sure I’ve figured out who killed Mr. Ratchett. Right now I’m about 200 pages into Agatha Christie’s Murder on the Orient Express and, despite the fact that this book would never make it onto the bestseller lists if it were published for the first time today, I’m enjoying the hell out of it. Go ahead and strip away the … Continue reading Murder On The Orient Express
There’s something beautiful about the metal pop that comes from pulling open a flip-top can. Slide your nail under the aluminum tab, get some leverage, pull it open until the metal tears. The sound is charming; a nice and sharp ‘click-crack-fizz’, followed by the slow hum of bubbles.
Or, wait a minute, back up… how about this one? Continue reading “I Trick Myself Into Writing”
Ok, so first of all, how the hell is it 2018 already? I am a huge fan of (read: OCD about) even numbers, so the year 2018 does appeal to me more than 2017 did, but I feel like this has to be a big mistake. I graduated college in 2014, which means it’s gotta be like… 2016… max. 2017 on a bad day, or … Continue reading New Year, New Purpose, New Plan