Notes
Occasional snapshots of a writing practice. Lessons of habit and craft.
Sketches
On practice
On stories
Also
I collect my failures, but not my success. Hope dissipates, dread grows sturdy. A habit of mind.
I don’t want to write the one perfect thing. I want to learn how to keep writing when this one isn’t working.
The question is not “what works?” The question is, “What works for you?”
When I get the sharp stab of envy I know I am off course.
When you write a screenplay, the object you choose matters more than how well you describe it.
My internal editor is a mean drunk.
Yesterday was hard. I almost gave up. I hung on.
Bad dreams are the worst kind of dreams to have but the best kind to remember, because they are exciting.