Writing Free

My writing habits are changing. I like to think that they always are, actually. As a writer, I like to go with what works and change things up when something begins to feel stale. If I don’t, things get stuck. Actually, I get stuck. Being stuck is my least favorite state of being. I stare…

Rituals

I’ve officially been working from home for a year now. Since I am now a freelancer, working from home should be a pretty permanent thing now. (Fingers crossed.) And, since I’m no longer logging hours or focusing solely on one project, my schedule has changed significantly in the last few weeks. Which means that my…

Studying Away

Today, the trees outside my house are stiff with frost and almost shockingly white against the blue sky. It’s cold. It’s been cold for days. It will be cold for many more days. I haven’t decided yet whether I’m sick of cold, but I’m definitely getting there. I want to go outside again. And not…

Investing

Does anyone else ever get a weird urge to completely reinvent themselves and focus all their time and energy on a new hobby until you’ve perfected it? Yeah, me too. This week, it was drawing. I can’t actually draw, of course. But I would like to someday. I would like to be able to draw…

A Year of MasterClass

Christmas came early this year. Mostly because of Black Friday, because who doesn’t love getting a good deal? Neither my husband or I are big on gifts, so rather than running through the gauntlet and making him guess what I might like for Christmas, I made it easy and told him I wanted the all-inclusive…

A Phoenix

I got interviewed for a podcast for my job last month. It was very exciting. I’ve been working as an apprentice scriptwriter for sixteen months now, and they figured it was probably time to ask me some questions. You know, get the scoop about what it’s really like to be a writer for an international…

A Dozen Worlds

You know what’s crazy about being a writer? Especially one with a full-time job? The worlds I visit. When I first started writing, I had one story. One. I had fragments of others, of course. But one ‘project’. One world that occupied all my time. The characters that whispered over my writing desk and tugged…

Adapting

I was scheduled to go to a writer’s retreat this last week. Three days in a cabin in Glen Eyre, packed with good food, good friends, and a wonderful mentor. Long walks, gorgeous red rocks, sunsets, and laughter. Obviously, it didn’t happen. There are a lot of things getting canceled just now—for everybody. Flights, concerts,…

Devouring Stories

Last week we started talking about things writers can do to move their careers forward when the next step seems impossibly far off. Sometimes ‘making it as a writer’ seems like it’s full of huge, gigantic leaps forward: finishing a book, finding an agent, getting published, working full-time as a writer, earning this award, being…