Two thoughts that I feel should be in a blog post, though I don’t know how to make them cohere: Write the days; record this moment as if we were living through history. Because we are. I’ve seen tweets that implore the necessity of starting a journal now, of recording daily life now, because yearsContinue reading “Moment to moment”
As a writer, I know the benefits and enjoy the act of reflecting, perhaps too much.
If we were having coffee, I might tell you how hard I’ve been on myself lately.
I sometimes actually hit the mark.
I am 26 years old now. This coming week, I’ll be turning 27. I’m still laughably, sickeningly young, and yet also worried that the youth card will be revoked soon.
Even-numbered years, for me, tend to be split in two.
Building your writing reputation can help you get off on the right foot when you start gaining traction with your writing.
I sometimes worry that, although I am writing fiction, readers may try to “decode” the story by retracing my steps to find the original sliver of my reality that served as the starting point, and then take it one step too far to try and decode me.
I feared that I would end up putting so much time and effort into something that just wouldn’t work.
Now, I’m in Ames, nervous and excited and ready as I’ll ever be for this new phase of my writing life.