May 16, 2012

Sometimes I don’t know what possessed me to get a Master’s degree in creative non-fiction. It’s not the degree that perplexes me as much as the subject. I love to blog, and I enjoy memoir and personal essay, but my life is so incredibly boring that to share the details of it with you would be tantamount to torture, and, as we all know, we don’t use torture here in the United States.


Make Every Month Novel Writing Month

April 20, 2012

I have been on such a writing streak for the last week that I’m honestly afraid of what happens when it ends. I haven’t been this productive since college – when I was sitting through lectures on literature and secretly writing scenes for my YA book instead of taking notes. Class was great for my productivity, largely because for some reason unknown to me, I get my best inspiration when I’m supposed to be doing something else, like listening. (I wrote a ton of fan fiction during high school. Literally, during it.)


One Way to Do It

February 27, 2012

I started this blog in 2008 as I was preparing to graduate from college with a degree in creative writing. I had an unpaid internship as the assistant to a producer; I was submitting my YA novel to agents, short stories to literary journals, and gathering plenty of material on what not to do. (I have an enormous MS Word document of other people’s query letters that are each horrendous in their own way.) A lot has changed since then (and, sadly, a lot has not), but what I always hoped to do with this blog was share my successes and failures in the writer’s market, and possibly help others learn from my mistakes.

So this is what I’m doing: I’m writing a comic book.


To Tweet or Not to Tweet

February 18, 2012

I hardly ever blogged or tweeted about my time working for Shout! Factory because I lived in perpetual fear of ‘tweeting out of turn’ and blabbing about some project that had yet to be finalized, thus bringing about my swift termination from the company. Figuring out how much to say about one’s own project is even harder, because there’s no one to tell you whether the time has come or not.


When One Coffee Pot is Empty, Another One Brews – or Something Like That

February 7, 2012

I’ve been forced to find an alternative means of caffeination. My beloved Coffee Bean closed the location that was less than a block from my house, profoundly altering my daily schedule – in other words, I now have to put on real clothes and drive to get coffee. Technically there’s one CB that’s still within walking distance, but it’s a bit of a shlep, and takes up too much time…


Picture Perfect

January 23, 2012

Once upon a time, I wanted to be an actress.

Because I am who I am, I was always realistic-bordering-on-fatalistic about the whole process, assuming that I’d have to find some other job to pay the bills, but at least I could do theatre. Life took me in another direction, though whenever I have the chance to act, I always remember how much I love doing it. Aside from a lack of ambition, however, there’s another big reason I’d never have made it as an actress:

I don’t photograph well.


The Mayan Project

January 10, 2012

We’ve had a lot fun at the expense of an eradicated indigenous people, but what if this really was our last year on Earth? Sort of puts all those New Year’s Resolutions in perspective. This could very well be the last year to make promises to ourselves that we probably won’t keep.