As a writer, I have learned the harsh reality that not everyone will love what I write. On a daily basis, I struggle with knowing that what I create will be continuously up for critique, constructive criticism, and relentless editing. This is the burden all writers will inevitably face one day. I like to over-use the word ‘as’, and ‘-ing’, and ‘and’. I enjoy seeing … Continue reading How to be a good writer: Tips from a bad one
Right in this very moment, I smell like a week-old plate of french fries. Which is interesting, because I’ve been on a strict no-diabetes-in-a-red-box-of-sin diet. Deeper than that, stronger than this stench sticking to me like a second-skin, I am thumbing through my journal. It’s a leather-bound notebook, designed by Patricia Nash and gifted to me by my dear friend. Through out the day, it … Continue reading Pen, Conquerer of Anxiety
There are moments where I absolutely hate the thought of waking up and going to school. Sometimes, I stare at my ceiling for minutes, praying for another two hours of sleep to magically appear on my phone’s digital clock. As a college student, I am always running out of time. There is never enough time to go home for the weekend, to see everyone, to … Continue reading school heckin’ sucks
On Saturday morning, I woke up to a text from my hometown boss, Kelly. Kelly is a fifty-something coffee-shop owner, who wears jean skirts and a clever smile. She asked me what I was doing, and although my heavy eyelids asked for two more hours of sleep, I told her I had a free day. To my surprise, Kelly shared a link to the Oklahoma … Continue reading A book-ish day
I’m writing this at 10 o’clock in my sister’s room. My laptop sits nestled in the lap of my criss-crossed legs, and my phone softly murmurs music. I want to say I doubt myself. A lot. Maybe, more than I should. It’s what kept me from opening my Mac and allowing my fingers to stab at the keyboard. Like this is some instrument of percussion, … Continue reading Writing is The Best Worst Thing That Happened to Me
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