Blood, Sweat, and Determination

Six months ago, I opened up my laptop and began to write. It was the day after my birthday, only nine days into the new year, and I was determined as hell. “This year,” I told myself, “is the year I’m going to write the novel I’ve wanted to write for as long as I…

Your Ego: It’s Your Parasitic Twin

So I was initially going to write a post about people who write in coffee shops and how they drive me nuts–and then I thought to myself, ‘this is a little too aggro-specific. After all, it isn’t just the Starbucks fanboy with his Macbook Air that drives me crazy. Hell, there are a LOT of…