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Writing that first novel is as much “proof of concept” as telling a story or making a piece of art. There’s a point, usually about halfway through, where you ask yourself, “Am I really cut out for this?” Wrote a blog piece about this today that Hidden Gems was kind enough to publish about the process. Long-ish story short: You are if you want to be.
The thing about stupid fears like this — as opposed to fears such as “Stay away from the grizzly bear”; that’s good fear — is that they seem true when they whisper things from the shadows. They tend to lose power, however, when you drag them screaming into the daylight. It doesn’t matter who’s doing the screaming — you or the fear; “daylight” is the operative word here. So, let’s drag…
I believe there are two levels to life. The first level is the one where we most often find ourselves. We’re concerned with the job, the promotion, the projects, the business, the house, the car, the plans for Saturday night (or lack thereof), the Christmas presents,...
Gathering reviews is just one element of the multi-headed monster that is marketing. I’ve gotten where I (think) I can write books passably well, but marketing myself is a different animal. Some people are just born to shout things from the rooftops, and there are others of us who just wish the rooftop shouters would just keep it down — we don’t want to compete with them and we’ve got writing to do, dammit!
Working from home, Maggie quickly became my Vice President of Canine Affairs, and gave me that certainty of being able to take part in a quick belly rub, a game of fetch or tug of war, or just a sympathetic ear when I needed to vent. When I’d inevitably read one of those articles online about a dog who recovered after being abused by someone, or how the loss of a dog affected its owner (if you’re reading this, I’m assuming you can relate), I’d stop what I was doing, go find her usually asleep on the couch, and give her a snuggle. She’d wake up, wonder what I was on about, and then allow it. We had a rhythm and it worked.
Last night, I did something that the people who actually know me would find hard to believe.
I spoke in front of a crowd. Of teenagers. About myself.
I’ve gone through all the self-doubt, second-guessing and “what does it all mean” phases that I expected to while writing, but recently I ran into a wall I didn’t see coming while getting this book of short short stories ready for the world.
There was a very real, very strong internal resistance I found myself facing that was completely unexpected.
Director: Luc Besson Staring Scarlett Johansson and Morgan Freeman There’s a good idea at the heart of Lucy, and some really good concepts. The performances are fine and it’s much more of a “thinking” movie than we’re used to during the summer months, and that’s a...
Directed by John Carney Starring Keira Knightley and Mark Ruffalo Despite my complete lack of musical talent — or maybe because of it — I’m a sucker for the “songwriter/creative process” kind of film, and Begin Again falls squarely into the Once genre. And, like that...
Director: Steve James Stars: Roger Ebert, Chaz Ebert, Gene Siskel, Martin Scorsese Rated PG-13 One of the first images we see of Roger Ebert in the documentary Life Itself, based on the critic’s autobiography of the same name, is of a man ravaged by cancer, lower...
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