Do you ever feel like other writers hold the key to success? We listen to them describe how their curiosity and creativity accompany them through every waking moment, how their stories never cease to flow through them, how many awards they've won. We listen. And we grow weak with jealousy. "How can they already be... Continue Reading →
Thank you for joining us, Kyle! How long have you been writing? What inspired your quest to become a writer? I've been writing for about fourteen years. Given that I was twelve when I started, however, it took me a while to actually come up with something fit for human consumption. Ever since I discovered... Continue Reading →
Thank you for joining us today! How long have you been writing? What inspired your quest to become a writer? I've been writing ever since I can remember. As a young child, I enjoyed staying in at recess and creating characters rather than playing on the playground. I've kept journals, diaries, notes, poems, you name... Continue Reading →
Stop aspiring and start writing. The only thing keeping you from writing is you. Once you commit to writing, you'll get better and better.
After all, I was afraid. Last year, the writers conference was my fairy godmother, and my every wish came true. This year? I knew what was ahead of me. Work. Hard, brutal, frustrating work. I pitched to an invisible agent the entire drive to the conference. Grew teary over my imperfect one sheets and proposal.... Continue Reading →
Hi, Anna Grace! Thank you for joining us today! How long have you been writing? I started writing short stories when I was a kid in school. I was homeschooled and my mom assigned me and my two older siblings a title of a story each week. We wrote a story based around the title... Continue Reading →
Sometime last year, I sent the rough draft for Book Three in Quinn's series to a friend of mine who doesn't like to read. Being a rough draft, the story was full of all kinds of errors and unfinished side plots. But my friend read the entire manuscript (WAY over 100,000 words) in under 24 hours.
There are voices in my head. Dozens of voices. Clamoring. Demanding. Critiquing. They are the voices of my future readers, and they are the reason I am afraid to write. There are days when I want to find some group of Writers Anonymous and blurt out my confession. [Stands on trembling legs and with head... Continue Reading →
When I close my eyes, my characters seem to open their mouths and yell things at me about the scene I'm working on.
I closed my eyes and the blue glow of my laptop screen blinked through the darkness. I could hear nothing but the erratic beat of my heart. The story inside me was silent. Dead. I whispered my characters' names, seeking the connection that had been present only days before. For hours I'd searched for a way... Continue Reading →