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
Spending an evening submitting is less like a day at work and more like a hot date, minus the sex and human connection. 🤷♀️
I landed at the house of Vicki Robin in early February. The plan was that I, in between apartments, would live in
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.
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.
It took me about two weeks to pick myself up off the floor. I’m still limping, rolling onto the bed, numbing out
I was scrolling through Twitter like every tweet was a bump of coke, when a post by my friend Willie stopped me:
It’s the time of Coronavirus, which is pretty much like the bad dystopian novel plot we all can’t believe we’re living. And
My rent is $350 for the next three months, and I can’t tell whether it’s that or the physical space around me,