I was often housing insecure; sometimes even homeless. I’ve had fewer opportunities to publish and I do so at a higher cost.
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I love and care for my child unconditionally. Maybe I can do that for my writing too.
I was planting my cornfield, hoping that the magic baseball team (a.k.a my writing group) would eventually show up. If you build it, they will come.
When my Nai Nai asked me about the book, I felt compelled to tell her the truth: that I was scared, but that I was trying.
Choosing one life means missing out on another; it is not possible to be everywhere all at once, to do everything, to be everyone.
As I got better at articulating what customers should read and why, I was becoming equally capable of articulating what kinds of stories I wanted to write.
It’s a bitter irony, courtesy of capitalism: writers working as writers to support the writing we are too spent to do.