Trying to make the best out of another year of holidays without the people I’ve loved and lost.
I’m keeping my shoes on or I’m going home.
I wrote my longest short story ever and it was meh.
What’s it like to write a novel with 26 other people?
Come get in the holiday spirit with me December 13th. Or just get drunk. You do you, boo.
I failed my Day of Silence on purpose, but I still consider it a success.
When the universe gives you lemons, sometimes it also squeezes them over your papercut.
Hey I have a new book of Christmas poems!
Writing about not writing.
Just send a text, people!