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Julia Cameron Taught Me to Pray
In my spiritual life, an attempt at still openness has been central. I never prayed into that openness, until my conversation with Julia Cameron.
Belting “You Won’t Break My Soul” as a Freelance Writer
If you work now as a freelance writer, or dream of working as a freelance writer, I implore you today to pump the volume to irresponsible, and blast Beyoncé’s Break My Soul.
For Writers Feeling Helpless in the Darkness
What’s the opposite of a terrorist? An artist.
How to Get a Free Writing Retreat (Or Almost Anything)
If you’ve ever been a child, you know intuitively how to barter. Like early man, children have no money. They use what they do have to get what they want.
Tending the Fire of Your Writing Life
It felt like the days when I’d first fallen in love with writing. During a long morning stretch on a comfy chair with a coffee,
To Thrive as a Freelancer, Enter the Writing Matrix
When you write for the love and as a way to support yourself, the question of why you write can get murky.
Let’s distill it.
The Ultimate Guide to Making New Year’s Resolutions During a Pandemic
Five million people have died. How will you now live?
How I Stopped Fighting About Cooking on Thanksgiving
How do we write the story of our lives and our families?
Why You Have a Shelf of Unread Books (and What to Do About It)
Join us here in the Bookshelf Shame Club.
The Olympics, “Success,” Suicide, and Self-Care
Success and well-being are two entirely different things.
Overcome the Quarantine Slump in Your Writing with a Powerful New Story
What Is It You Plan to Do with Your One Wild and Precious Quarantine? You do not have to say “I should…” You do not
The 5 Joys of Kickass Clients (Aside from the Money)
Sure, great clients pay well, but there are so many other reasons to work for getting them as well.
3 Reasons I Write About Pain
One day last year, I was nearly doubled over in emotional pain, feeling directionless, asking what I should even do with all this pain. A
What Happens When You Stop Hating Yourself
When you start from a place of acceptance, you’re more likely to find a way to stop disappointing yourself.
Focus, Productivity, and Community in One
In the middle of my wallowing and feeling like crap when the Pandemic began, I took a dance class with Ryan Heffington, which zapped me
The People You Allow Inside Your Quarantine Will Change You
Before I moved in with her, I knew Vicki Robin only as the local author of the personal-finance bestseller Your Money or Your Life, the
Why Quarantine Is A Great Time for Writers to Pick Up Yoga
Every Sunday, before I dive into my Morning Pages, I dive into downward-facing dog. I stretch myself into asanas, pushing my body up and out,
A Writer’s Guide to Camping
Listen, I’m a little bitch about my sleep. If I don’t get my 7.5 hours, I morph into an emotional toddler. There I’ll be, tearing
A Hot Date with Some Lit Mag Submissions
Spending an evening submitting is less like a day at work and more like a hot date, minus the sex and human connection. 🤷♀️
Buying Your Freedom to Be a Writer
I landed at the house of Vicki Robin in early February. The plan was that I, in between apartments, would live in her island home,
An Ode to the Literary Bath
One of the bedrocks of a successful writing life is the full understanding that any research that needs to be done can be done in the bath.
Organizing Your Writing Life In a World of Chaos
If you’re able to focus on organization right now, here are some projects that could serve you for the rest of your writing life.
How Can We Help Each Other Through?
It took me about two weeks to pick myself up off the floor. I’m still limping, rolling onto the bed, numbing out on scrolling, wine,
Cooking My Way Through This
I was scrolling through Twitter like every tweet was a bump of coke, when a post by my friend Willie stopped me: The next day,