Back when I was a library-dwelling adolescent imagining myself as an author, I pictured cozy cups of tea amid the furious clacking of a keyboard. I dreamed o...

Anyone who even remotely believes in a higher power and has ever attempted to publish a book can well explain to you the book they could write of all the des...

Sometimes, creating is hard. And sometimes it feels like it used to be easy, back when I could let loose the twisted underbelly of my brain with a mechanical...

I have so far shared my journey of going from dyslexic and dismissed student to having a passion for reading and writing and earning my degree. But at that t...

I’ve been on the fence about posting this awkward stage of my writing pursuits. We left off last time, just before my senior year of high school, with me FIN...

How I became a writer, part I I can finally tell this story. Maybe I should have told it sooner, but I’m still a bit too much of a pessimist and it felt like...