The Price of Salt
Ten days after my twenty-fifth birthday—Thursday, July 18, 2009—I woke up early and headed to work as usual. I expected it to be just another day in a string of extremely long summer days—I run the aquatics portion of our summer camp and typically my days are thirteen hours long at this time of year. […]
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The Holiday Hurdle and Thankful
If I’m being perfectly honest it doesn’t feel like I had a very productive week. I guess the key word there is feel because the evidence suggests otherwise. I finished writing Chapter Thirteen and I’ve been busy doing a further revision of Chapter Twelve which is now done. There were some plot elements and a little bit […]
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A Blank Page
This morning I am excited. I’m excited and somewhat over-caffeinated and thats alright. The three cups of coffee I’ve already downed are just helping to further fuel this maddening energy. I feel as though I could burst, but I don’t want anything to quell it—this feeling of potential and possibility. Finally, finally I am sitting down […]
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Passing Time
Perhaps my greatest frustration as a writer comes from the handling of passing time. While things like dialogue come very naturally to me there is absolutely nothing natural about my handling of jumps from one period of time to another. It is something that I truly loathe and as much as I work on a passage […]
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Forging Connections and the Perils of Serialization
I have this feeling that I am treading water in calm seas just ahead of a storm. I can see the dark clouds on the horizon and they’re moving in fast. I’m an excellent swimmer, so I’m not worried that I’ll drown, but I still don’t relish the idea of staying afloat on top of […]
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