Despite being very into technology, I cannot escape the usefulness of analog tools for note-taking. I use software for organization, and some of it is freaking amazing—but I find it best used with two other tools: sticky notes and notebooks. Continue reading
Tag Archives: Writing
What’s My Genre?
I don’t know what type of writer I am.
When I tell people I’m an author, you might guess what they assume. Science fiction. Always, always science fiction.
I guess I give off that vibe.
But it’s not what I always feel like writing. I quite enjoy technology and speculating about the future, but it’s not the genre that fills my head. Continue reading
Writer, Me
I’m a writer, and I somehow forget that a lot. Not in my day-to-day actions, because obviously I write a lot all the time. I’m doing it right now.
But I forget that I’m a professional writer. That it’s my job. That it’s how I make money and have been doing so for a long while now.
I forget that, among the people I know, I am the writer. That’s what people know me as in my town. It’s a label, a positive one, that just is there all the time when people talk to me. Continue reading
Sorry, Everyone
Hey everyone, sorry about how the articles have been lately. I’ve been posting a lot of poems and not a lot of big stuff—and I feel bad about that.
But the reason is really cool, so bear with me as I make my excuses.
I’ve been busy doing my author stuff. I’ve been learning to advertise and market—and seeing some profit from it. Continue reading
What I’ve Been Up To For The Last Few Weeks
Sorry about how late this article is. I try to get them up in the morning, so my readers can see them, but this one is very overdue.
But this time I have an excuse!
And it’s an excuse in the form of another book!
For those that did not read my recent post, I wrote a book in nine days. Well, now I’ve published that book in about 20 days. Because of my irregular sleep patterns, I’m not sure if it is 20 or 21 days—but that’s not the point, is it?
No, the point is this: NEW BOOK!
I Wrote A Book in About 9 Days
I need to curb some excitement right off the bat because there are a lot of caveats to this. I did, yes, write a book in about 9 days, but there’s more to it than that.
So, first off, for those curious, I wrote the next book in what I am tentatively calling the “Actually Author Series.” They are my nonfiction books about the art of writing books and how to do it quickly. Continue reading
Sprinting To Amazement
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I write fast as it is. That’s a brag—I think I earned it. I’ve written more than a million words and I’m still in my twenties. That’s probably worth some credit.
But even I was not prepared for how effective writing sprints are for me.
Like, these things are absurd. Continue reading
Poem: Publishing Is Hard
It takes quite a while,
And is never easy,
This publishing thing,
It is a struggle. Continue reading
Are You Actually Going To Write A Book Or Just Talk About It?
When you’re a writer, and you tell people that you are, you end up getting a lot of people asking questions about it.
And when you tell them that you’ve written, like, 20 novels/novellas, you get the obvious question:
How did you do it?
Well, here’s how I did it, in book form:
Poem: Fight Scenes
I write, right?
For combat is my story—
I feel you can tell a lot,
When your characters are in fury, Continue reading
I’m Scared To Write A New Book
Let’s talk about my writing history here. I don’t mean it as a brag, not much anyway. It’s just context, and it’s interesting context.
I spent about 2 years writing like a madman. A book a month or so. Massive, massive amounts of content. I kept it going even through some pretty intense exhaustion, and I don’t regret that.
But there came a day when I was working on a book and I wasn’t exactly blocked, I was just…off. I felt tired of it, unwilling, though not unable, to write another book. The stories I already created, that only I had seen, felt like they were staring at me with menace. Like they were angry with me for letting them rot and gather dust. Continue reading
My Writer’s Block
Okay, honest here, I’ve written a lot. Over 20 books. Depending on how you count novellas, it’s a lot more than that. For more than 2 years, closer to 3, I wrote around 1500 words a day. That’s over a million words. Continue reading
I Want To Do More
It’s not that I am not productive and active and such in my life. Not as though I fail to have meaningful contributions. I’d like to think I lead an existence that’s not particularly slothful—but my own ability to do as much as I would want in any given day bugs me to no end.
For instance, sure, you know of the one book I’ve written—I’d hope—but I’ve actually written somewhere in the ballpark of 20-25 novels/novellas in just two years’ time. But my editing skills and my speed at it are so slow, and I can’t seem to get a good schedule going, that there’s only one book you know about right now. Continue reading
Poem: Speed Poem
Demystifying Creativity
Some may disagree with me doing this. Some may become alienated as my experiences do not match up to theirs close enough. And some might simply be mad at me for some other reasons that if I were to guess, I’d likely be wrong about it anyway.
I’m gonna demystify creativity. Continue reading
