Barbie Died of Hypothermia

I began creating fiction long before I ever started writing. When I was a child, I was obsessed with having a Barbie, mostly because my mother was strongly against it. She believed that if I played with Barbies I would grow up to be anorexic. I don’t know how long …

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The Artist

I was on vacation last week and missed writing my Friday article. So it feels doubly important to me that I write one this week.  I know what I want to write about today but I feel overwhelmed by the topic and I can’t seem to come up with a …

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Chapter One

Just yesterday I finished my new prologue and I stand on the precipice of chapter one. There’s almost nothing I love more than chapter one of any work I do. By no means am I saying that knowing how to begin a work of fiction is easy. It’s not. Sometimes …

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groups and organizations

I’m currently in the process of landing an agent. In my experience, this is the worst part of being a writer. I know I’m not alone in my feelings here. You’ve finished writing a book and you want the world to read it, but which road do you take? I’m …

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