I went to university in Scotland, and over there they do classes differently. Preparedness is valued, and if you aren't prepared, you receive judgmental glares from a disappointed lecturer who then marks down your paper. Uni exhausted me, but I did learn my lesson.
St Andrews, Scotland
Running down a centuries-old pier. Seagulls soaring overhead. Their ability to sense food was uncanny.
When You Don’t Feel Like Writing…
Writing is hard. It's especially hard to write when it's the fifth, or fifteenth, or fifty-sixth day in a row where you wake up and don't do it. How do I convince myself to write so often? Here's what I do.
Temple of Love, Versailles, France
Simple, yet beautiful between the willow trees. Walking next to the stream, listening to the water and wind, wandering to the stone steps. Peace. Perhaps how the creator of such a soothing place wished love could be.
How I Fix Repetition
Sometimes when I'm writing, I notice that I'm saying the same thing over and over. It's not fun to read. Then I feel like a failure and a crappy writer that no one will ever like or want to publish. So I've come up with a simple method to help.
In the Park Güell. There's space for an entire neighborhood, but only a few houses were ever completed. Perched on a hill overlooking the city. It felt like stepping into another world.
Training To Be Creative On Demand
I am not a morning person. Mornings are a nice concept, but I don't have to experience them to know they happen. When I started writing, I realized that mornings were a huge part of my day.
Glacier National Park, Montana, USA
A moment of sunlight streaming through the mountains. Taken in Glacier National Park, one of the prettiest places I've been on earth.
My Favorite Writing Exercise
This might be sort of silly, but I love mugs. I made a rule for myself to curb the habit. I don’t buy mugs unless they give me inspiration. It’s turned into a writing exercise that helps me improve my writing.
My First Story
Today is a big day. I finished my first book. As I look over the book in front of me, I can’t help but think of the first story I ever wrote.