I was a person before I was a mother. I don't mean that I have somehow become something other than a person, or less than a person since becoming "mama." What is I mean is that motherhood has changed me just as it has changed my schedule, my social life, and pretty much everything else, and yet I am still me.
It took me a while to admit to myself that I wanted to be a writer. That is to say, in a professional sense.
The first step was realizing that I really enjoyed writing. I started my first book over five years ago, and I didn't begin with publishing in mind. I was just having fun, and trying to watch less television…
I've always loved a good DIY. My friend Meg likes to rib me for how often I say things like “tutorial” and “I saw this on Pinterest!”…
I’ve decided I want to be a writer.
There. I said it.
The reality is that I’ve been writing ever since I could. Not with any serious ambition, mind you, and aside from schoolwork, only rarely have I allowed anyone to read what I’ve written. But in every phase of my life, I can look back and see where the impulse to write would arise…
I gave the first two chapters of my manuscript to my husband for the first time the other day. I've been working on this thing for five years, and I haven't let him look at it this entire time. I know. I might be holding it a little close…
Before reading On Writing by Stephen King, I had never really given much thought to dialogue attributions. But as a green writer with a first draft to edit that includes a ton of dialogue, I am hungry for advice on how to make this thing good…
“In writing, you must kill all your darlings.”
William Faulkner
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