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Writing is my religion

Writing is my religion

For a long time, I was spiritually dead. If I couldn’t see it, taste it, touch it, or explain it, it wasn’t real. The only place I felt something holy was when I was writing. Something mysterious happens during the creative process. Many artists feel more like...
Writing from loss

Writing from loss

I took a few days off from this blog and from working on my WIP to reflect on the past and recover enough strength to continue. It’s funny because I wondered what I would write for this quote about loss and I realize I’ve been swimming in it. I’m working...
Follow Your Curiosity

Follow Your Curiosity

The jewel center of interest is the eye within the eye So, we are past the halfway mark of Jack Kerouac’s Belief and Technique for Modern Prose, and he is riffing off his ideas like a heroin-infused jazz musician. I am doing my best to elaborate on them, and I can’t...