The Writing Life

I’d rather it snowed another 6 inches so I could work from home tomorrow, instead of just another 2, which will make it annoying and slow to get into work, but not annoying and slow enough to work from home. Etc. It’s a rough life. Anyway, new project in the works tonight, already outlined and

Failing in obscurity is easy. Failing in public is hard. There was a lot I wanted done by the time I turned 30. Like, you know, publishing a book (or three). I expected to “be a writer” by the time I was 24. When 25 came and went with no book sale, I quietly hunkered