Garbage cans and The Beautiful Trap: show, don’t tell

I wrote a story about a garbage can, once. Hey -- it was a long time ago, way back in the days when my mother was still responsible for waking me up in the morning, and my biggest concerns included cramming for algebra tests and trying to seem cool. Alright, I don't know if I … Continue reading Garbage cans and The Beautiful Trap: show, don’t tell

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My ears are my editors

If there's one thing that I wish I had known about my writing tendencies before now, it's this: I write by sound. I've been unconsciously aware of this for as long as I've been writing, but I've only become better acquainted with how to use that particular focus effectively in the last year or so … Continue reading My ears are my editors

Lack of focus, self-editing epiphanies, and doing dirty work

After a few days away from blogging (during which many interesting things happened to me and around me), I was, until this morning, faced with a dilemma: I had too many ideas floating around in my head and couldn't decide what to write about! That is, I suppose, the very antithesis of writer's block, but … Continue reading Lack of focus, self-editing epiphanies, and doing dirty work