How to Write When You Don’t Have the Time or Energy to Write

Don’t get me wrong, I love to write. Creative projects fill my proverbial cup. But sometimes, I just don’t have the time to devote to the practice of writing, or when I do have the time, I can’t muster up the energy to actually put my fingers to the keyboard. Am I a bad writerContinue reading “How to Write When You Don’t Have the Time or Energy to Write”

How I Finished the First Draft of My Novel

Way back in November, while insanely sleep-deprived while caring for a one-month-old, I made a fateful—and you might say crazy—decision: I decided to take a crack at writing a novel. This was far from my first attempt at writing a novel. My computer’s hard drive is littered with abandoned first drafts I had every intentionContinue reading “How I Finished the First Draft of My Novel”

New Short Story: Victorious

I’m pleased to share that I have a new short story published this month on Creative Colloquy’s website. It’s a piece of flash fiction written in response to artist Steve LaBerge’s installation “Touching Down in Tacoma,” which was a part of the Tacoma Light Trail, an exhibition of light art in downtown Tacoma. For aContinue reading “New Short Story: Victorious”

The Clear Light of Morning, New Year’s Day

It’s 7:30 am on New Year’s Day. Morning dawns cold and clear and silver over the snow that still blankets the roads and rooftops in our neighborhood. I am in the nursery, trying to coax a three-month-old human to go back to sleep. My wife has been up half the night with an anxious dogContinue reading “The Clear Light of Morning, New Year’s Day”

New Short Story: Bad Air and Bitter Herbs

Sometime in late April, I fell down a rabbit hole of links learning about the history of the plague in Europe. It was a dark impulse in the middle of a modern-day pandemic, but I became fascinated by the plague doctor costume, a head-to-toe covering designed to protect the physician from infected patients. Through myContinue reading “New Short Story: Bad Air and Bitter Herbs”

The Magic of Deadlines

I have heard rumors in my travels of creative people who are entirely self-motivated. They get up early, awakened by an innate drive to create, go to their computers, ignore Facebook and Google, and complete their work in a timely manner with no exterior motivator. I am not one of those people. I’m not evenContinue reading “The Magic of Deadlines”

No-Good, Rotten Liars Like Me

“Writers are liars, my dear, surely you know that by now? And yet, things need not have happened to be true. Tales and dreams are the shadow-truths that will endure when mere facts are dust and ashes, and forgot.” – Neil Gaiman, The Sandman Last year, I read a short story of mine at CreativeContinue reading “No-Good, Rotten Liars Like Me”

Literary Anxiety

My year is off to a running start (creatively, at least). The end of January is busy for most writers of short prose, including me. A lot of literary journal reading periods and contests close around this time, turning the last week of January into a flurry of submissions. I’ve learned a lot about theContinue reading “Literary Anxiety”

New Short Story: “The Cannibals of Kitsap”

My newest short story, “The Cannibals of Kitsap,” was just published in this week’s Creative Colloquy. It has everything you could ever want — fourth grade intrigue, food that isn’t what it appears to be, and of course, cannibalism in the Pacific Northwest. I don’t want to give too much away, but I do wantContinue reading “New Short Story: “The Cannibals of Kitsap””

Why We Need More Women and Minority Protagonists

Modern fiction has a problem: The vast majority of protagonists in novels and short fiction are men and most of those fictional dudes are white. It’s a problem that’s been bothering me for a while. Fiction is meant to be a mirror held up to our world, but for too many people, that mirror doesn’tContinue reading “Why We Need More Women and Minority Protagonists”