I wrote a lot when I was a kid. Comics and novels were my products, and my peers (who were between the ages of 11 to 16 years old) loved them. I’ve always gotten praise from my equally young readers and they pestered me for the next chapter or the newest story. It made me think that I was good. Of course, I was wrong.
I’m nervous about things I’d had missed on this draft. I’m nervous about what they’d think.
Before I go radio silent for the next couple of months, here's what I did to psyche myself up for the editing process.
Feedback and considering outside opinions on your work are part of the work. It also doesn’t necessarily mean you need to take everyone’s advice.
I know, I know. Spooky season is over. But horror novels are great all year long, and it’s never too late for you to start reading Stephen Graham Jones’ The Buffalo Hunter Hunter.
There was a year in my life when I lived in a 40-foot RV with my husband, our cat, and our dog.
I do not come from a family of writers. So, where did I get the deluded idea to pursue writing when I sprang forth from two individuals who did not find vivid hallucinating and writing them down on a page enjoyable?
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The job boards didn’t have any open positions for a Fiction Writer. But it had a deluge of editorial assistants, technical writers, and web/SEO content writer positions.