I sat down the other night for one hour of perfect writing time, the kind of time recommended by experts who write books on writing.
Well, okay. All of these songs are real, but they’re about imagining.
This is the end, my only friend. That’s what the end of those first relationships feels like. Who am I kidding? That’s how the end of any relationship feels: friendships, romances, death. […]
I met Alex Johnson thanks to Why It Matters just a couple of short years ago. Since then we’ve been fast friends on Twitter (follow him at @koolwriting) and have exchanged mail […]
Prom night, and I went full Duckie. Top hat, cane. My sister bought me a white silk scarf right out of “Dream Weaver” era Gary Wright. On second thought I didn’t really […]