How many writers can honestly say that they actually work at their craft and put themselves to the test, so they aren’t continually writing the same story over and over again, but in different ways or settings? How many writers try to be better than they were before by practicing and learning their craft in all its weird facets?
It goes like this. Ever since I was a kid, I always wanted to be a writer. So that’s what I’ve done since I was a kid. Been a writer. Getting up early a majority of days to hit my desk, chasing down leads, and dreaming up ideas to pitch. There have been times when … Continue reading New Job, Who This?
This could all go to hell and turn into another bad pairing of talents, but I hope that it won't, and it'll grow into something like each of the writers who will attend.
Today, Facebook told me that it had been a year since I started fully leaning into the freelancer’s life.
When I made the conscious choice and decision to be a writer, I looked at what opportunities that were out there for writers who wanted to do what I planned on doing and studied them to better prepare myself for the future I wanted.
Some of these I'm pretty much already part way through or have gotten a head start on in this last month so am on target to completing a lot of these goals. Here's to 2020 and the end to a decade.
'“Could you imagine? Your child dies and instead of burying them you bring them back. It would be like raising a zombie.”' Latest story in my August flash story challenge. Got the idea while doing dishes and imaging a reincarnated child doing chores.
"It’s sounds of ecstatic agony turned a quiet night into a nightmare world that Alice had somehow stumbled into." Another flash story for the month of August. I was late uploading this one. Wrote it yesterday after waking up to a cat meowing in my face.
"It wasn’t like in the movies. There was no large spinning disk in the sky that shot laser beams." Another story in my August flash story challenge. I took a week to relax and focus on life while I celebrated my 29th birthday.
'"If I don’t return, there’s no one left that would miss me, but please share this as widely as you can. We can’t let the truth die."' Flash story about a teen who goes in search of the truth.