2018: Because Somebody Has To Do It

Your exhaustion doesn't matter. Your bitterness, your sense of unfairness, your wish for the universe to be something other than it is--none of that matters. You're not playing "the only way to win" anymore. You never were. You're playing "the only way to not lose horribly and catastrophically."

Writing Retreats, or: Why I Can’t Teach Anyone A Damn Thing About Writing

My most vivid memories of Wizard World are of the times I disagreed with people. Of course, it wasn't always a wise choice. On one panel, offering strategies for writer's block, I quoted an audience member from an earlier discussion: "Drinking and drugs." (Which was meant as humor, of course, but I think the moderator … Continue reading Writing Retreats, or: Why I Can’t Teach Anyone A Damn Thing About Writing