I wonder why the desert feels like Mars. Like another world we can only visit briefly, fixed up for humans but not really FOR us. Those little shops offering crystals and wine, thrift stores graffitied with meditating astronauts in a universe of holographic color. Mobile homes alone on barren brown hills and The Rainbow Chicken…
Category: Personal
Personal Post: Writing Struggles
Sometimes, I really struggle to like my own writing. I think every writer has experienced this. They’ve probably experienced it more than once. The urge to burn everything, the utter lack of motivation and creativity. It’s frustrating. It’s angering. It’s almost like the more you think about it, the worse it gets. Sometimes, I really…
Dragons, Sporks, & The Birth of an Inner Critique
I think most writers (hell, most artist/creative types) are all-too familiar with the Inner Critic. They come in a few forms, from horrifically cruel (“Everything you create is crap and should never see the light of day!”) to deceivingly optimistic (“You are capable of WAY better writing than this, you should completely scrap this and…