In which the author reflects on 40 days without one of her more insidious vices… doomscrolling.
Fantasy, Science Fiction, and Other Imaginative Ramblings
In which the writer contemplates the difference between content and art, how content might be elevated, and the goal of more artistic projects.
In which the author contemplates the fate of her craft on the advertised eve of creative “Judgment Day.”
In which the writer considers a very silly question, and the absurd suggestion that fantasy is boring and formulaic.
In which the writer contemplates whether there aren’t upsides to having a day job as an emerging author.
In which the writer sips an Irish coffee and contemplates how luck works for authors.
In which the author celebrates the month of Valentine’s Day by showing some love to writing, too.
In which the writer things way too much about creativity, where it comes from, and how to keep the ideas coming.
In which the writer reflects on the less obvious reasons to undertake the road to 50k in a single month.