Why I Spend Inordinate Amounts of Time Writing

Some people measure their lives in numbers, places visited, or lovers had. You can say that I measure mine in written words. I write every day. I do it in the morning, for myself. And then I do it in the afternoon for others. And sometimes I do it here, for you. I like writing … Continue reading Why I Spend Inordinate Amounts of Time Writing

The Solitude of Being a Writer

Man playing the piano in solitude

If you hate solitude, you probably have no business trying to write for a living. You’ll end up hating writing. And you’ll make yourself and others miserable in the process. Writing is, for the most part, a solitary endeavor. It doesn’t matter whether you write online content, copy for an advertising agency, poetry, or novels. … Continue reading The Solitude of Being a Writer

The Vulnerability of Being a Writer

Writer sitting in a chair against a background page

Writing turns me into a little God sometimes, but more often, it makes me feel vulnerable. To write, I often have to give things up and retreat into my bubble. I have to face my thoughts and my emotions. I have to turn with my back to half the world so I can face the … Continue reading The Vulnerability of Being a Writer