Be your turtle self. When I first started writing, so much about the author world intimidated me because I was constantly comparing. . . . Embrace your weaknesses and strengths so you can focus on your goals.
My favorite thing is the adrenaline rush that comes from writing a powerful scene, when it's flowing from my fingertips and mind like water and I don't even know what I'm doing, but the story is unstoppable!
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 →
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 →
The cartographer dipped his pen into the ink and hesitated. His finger rested on the spot where the words would go, but he could not bring himself to pen it. On the far end of the table, a lone candle smoked into the dimness of the room, twisting the shadows into gruesome monsters of his... 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 →
He came through the door with a smile and a sarcastic comment that set me laughing. I watched my characters fall in love with him. I watched him change their world. Less than a week later, he was dead. I was at my laptop, locked into the intensity of battle, focused on the story's goal. I... 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 →