As I focus more on my writing, I find myself more concerned with whether or not my work is original. Reading my writing, I see the glaring marks of other authors: the figurative language of Plath, the gorgeous but conversational musings of Anais Nin. I turn to my blog and I see most of my … Continue reading
Too often do we make art a serious business when art becomes work, when it becomes a source of income. Do not let the expectation of an editor or reader stifle your imagination, your conception of what is interesting and possible. Create with the refinement of an expert, but with the verve and passion of … Continue reading
The Blank-Faced Confidante 