A look into a writer's struggle to emerge from the anonymity of a hobbyist.
I've recently started to read the Bible, the King James Version to be exact. It's a nice little leather-bound book with gilded edges. I've had it for ages, well since I was last in college well over ten years ago, the exact date of purchase is lost to memory. What I can remember is the... Continue Reading →
For as long as this blog has been a thing, it has been mainly about writing. I am, as you might know, a writer and writing is one of the few topics I feel I am knowledgeable enough to write about. But see, that's part of the problem.
And so we fade back into the familiar. Give up on that morning workout. Go back to eating carbs. Shelve that new novel idea. Scrap that cover letter. Rejection hurts and so does admitting to ourselves that we aren't as great as we thought we were. And so often, we fail to even fail.
We can't always spend our lives in one place. Sure, some of us do and there's nothing wrong with that. But for many people, at some point in their lives, they will move on from certain places throughout their lives. Be it from a house, from a job, from a city, from a state or even a country. For some, it is inevitable.
My senior year in high school was a time of great awakening for me. More than ever, I was certain that I was destined to become a Great American Author if not The Greatest and sincerely believed it was only a matter of time until my star would rise. Of course, all this certainty also meant... Continue Reading →
Fear. Fear has been one of my greatest enemies throughout my life. Fear of the unknown. Fear of appearing foolish. Fear of failure. Fear has been the self-inflicted setback to almost every attempt I make at progression in my art, in my health, in my knowledge. Lack of confidence, I believe, is not the cause... Continue Reading →