You’ve gotta write like there’s no such thing as a broken heart

Yesterday, I taught a writing class. We flipped through dogeared pages of Bird by Bird together on a screened-in back porch that overlooked a wooded lot with trees changing colors on me. We waited for the french press to brew our … Continue reading

What do writers do all day?

I grew up as a competitive cheerleader. (I know what you’re thinking. Do they even know how to write? Fight the stereotype and stick with me.) For almost 15 years, I traveled around the country to compete in large arenas in front … Continue reading