I recently posted about one day seeing my book on a shelf. “One can dream, can’t he?” It was meant to be a light, half-joking wink. But the truth is, there’s always that moment after I post something like that where I think, What if this is embarrassing? What if this is delusional? What exactly…
There’s about-of-body feeling I’ve been experiencing as I gear up for the release of my first book, while trying to finish my second. I honestly don’t know which one is more important right now, and if I’m being honest, I don’t have the emotional capacity for both. I am doing the best I can to…
I sat in front of my MacBook yesterday, staring blankly at the screen, reaching deep within to find the words I wanted to write. No matter how hard I tried, or how deeply I reached, forward progress eluded me. No words were written that day. It got me thinking about the perfect conditions for creativity.…
I think we’ve established my love for writing. I won’t shut about it, right? I mean, enough already… But I just can’t help it. Finding the right combination of words that reach inside someone’s brain and touch their emotional existence is an indescribable feeling. But you know what isn’t indescribable? The business of writing. In…
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