I have mental illness. This morning was bad. I’ve learned a lot in therapy the last year. I’ve learned how I pile a shitshow of pressure on myself until I’m making me and everyone around me miserable. Editing the book isn’t helping the situation any. (more…)
The only way out of writer’s block is to write. Nick Grandy will tell you all about this in his article “How To Conquer Writer’s Block.” Putting out content with writer’s block feels like squeezing juice out of a spent rind. How do you go back to the well when you’ve creatively ran dry? (more…)
We celebrate our victories. We use the positive feedback we receive for our writing for fuel to keep going. It’s our disappointments, however, that are the true heart of the writer. (more…)
It’s been said that there’s a thin line between genius and insanity. I think there is also a thin line between true awareness and psychotic delusion. I’ve also heard that the mystic swims in what the psychotic drowns in. I’m not sure which one Craig is. Probably a little of both. (more…)
The fact is, many of us have been bad parents to our writing. We can be like helicopter parents. We monitor its movements to a tee. We don’t let it out into the world without fussing over every little detail of its appearance.
“How would this reflect on us?” we ask.
We show up to write, putting in the required time and effort. Making necessary sacrifices. Only just to lock our art up where it’s safe. Exposing it to the small world we feel comfortable with. We lock our art up underneath our better-knowing and protective noses like it was Norman Bates.
“The world wouldn’t understand you like I do. The world is vulgar and uncaring.”
Can we blame ourselves for doing the best that we can? Our intentions were good. We never meant to give our art a stifling environment. We didn’t know any better.
The good news is that we grow up in a huge life that is conspiring to help us at every turn.
How do we let our writing grow into what it is meant to grow into?
We let it out of the Bates Motel. (more…)