Most days, I’m am author. The odd day, like today, I’m a speaker who tells people how I came to be an author in hopes of inspiring them to make space for their passions. But lately, I’ve felt unjustified in calling myself either. My current manuscript has me totally stumped. My last speaking engagement was, … Continue reading “Bring Everyone In With You”
It’s the same table, only I’m on the other side, inflicting on others what I’d found so painful myself.
Some months ago, my writing companions and I were challenged to name an aspect of our writerly selves we’re proud of before getting down to work (reason #9,238 why those writing dates are life changing). I looked to the shelf beside me, where my earliest, most infamous “manuscript” was shelved. Henry Hot Dog. Written and … Continue reading Learnings From Henry Hot Dog
The reality with any leap of faith is: no one believes you until you're already doing it.
I'm just going to put it out there: sometimes that rear-view mirror is the only way forward.
Launching the Blue Iris revealed that in some ways, I'm still eleven years old...and though chasing the meaningful arrangement of words is my whole schtick, I've got nothing anywhere close to what I'm actually trying to say.
This gem of writing advice nagged at me for days and although I couldn't figure out why, I knew it wasn't about writing.
Sometimes, you end up with something on the page that straight-up happened in real life. And by God, it works.
Rachel Stone 