As Promissssed …
This is a reminder that this writing challenge was meant to be fun and that the only commitment you made was to show up … you’re doing it, Peter!
Streak Fairies and Confetti Salad
How 1500 words makes me a happy liar … and Sheila Heti is going to help.
Has It Been a Week Already?
Work stress is going to be the death of me
Experiments in Regularity (and this time I’m not talking about poop)
Writing imperfectly in the pubic [sic] eye.
Bloogered TK
What am I doing here?
I’ve Written a Novella
… is something I’d like to be able to say one day.
To Choice & Consequence!
Here’s to doing what you want—and being ready for whatever happens next.
A Brain: Live & (Kind of) Unplugged
Just some thoughts rolling around in the ol’ noggin …
I Wasn’t Planning to Be Here
Oh boy, she at it again.
750 Steamy, Streamy Bits of Word Diarrhea
Writing more stream of consciousness junk because “be a better writer” is on my bucket list. Yesterday, I pooped out 750 words. Today I puked up twice that number. And yes, I’m mixing some (very) gross metaphors because holy hypergraphia, Batman, the words are coming out both ends.