I have a thing for magical worlds. Every time Lucy opens that wardrobe, brushes past the musty fur coats, and walks into Narnia, I get a thrill. I like my escapes big. In psychology, I wrote about transcendent experiences. In…
I don’t “do” Halloween because I’m too lazy to think of a costume and like to go to bed at 10pm. I’d rather stay home in my pjs, drink wine, and watch The Great British Baking Show. I do “do” NaNoWriMo,…
Come closer, child, and I shall tell you why your Uncle Jack gifts you with his storycraft, instead of peddling it to the masses for a fee, and also why he wears these rags and lives in what your father…
It’s that time of year again. Every Halloween, my brother-in-law replaces his inner front door with a coffin door. He watches through a peephole as trick-or-treaters approach and at just the right moment jumps out of the door—Boo! Some kids…
This week, I’m all about the authors. The ones I love. The ones whose books I want to read. The one whose book I’m currently reading for our next Novel Incubator alumni book club (A Little Life). It’s a smorgasbord…
The great thing about the first draft is that it can be as stupid as you want. All you have to do is type shit into the keyboard. Then, after 80k words (or, you know, whatever) and one month to…