Misery, Pain, And Other Things A Writer Experiences When Leaving The Desk
I type this blog post while in the most absolutely wretched and miserable pain imaginable, whining when I accidentally move my arm so my pinky
I type this blog post while in the most absolutely wretched and miserable pain imaginable, whining when I accidentally move my arm so my pinky
Today, I did a book signing at a school. One of the kids showed me a story he was working on. Best. Opening. Ever.
I’ve been writing stories since I was nine years old. My first dozen or so tales starred a particularly familiar character named King Kaleb, who
I’ll be on NPR’s “All Things Considered” this evening, talking about the awesome that is Gayle Forman. If you remember, I wrote an article for
Writing a book can cause an effect similar to self-hypnosis. After hours of clicking keys with my brain in another world and my mind blocking
Almost eight years ago, I had the idea that would eventually become my first published book. I wrote the first draft in six months. Time