Christmastime in Spain.
Always green. The wind feels like an embrace. The air is clear and unpolluted. A simple path leads the way for anyone traveling through.
Herds of bison roam the protected lands left for them. Without intervention, they’d be gone. Of all the rolling hills I’ve seen, North Dakota had a different feeling, a different peace, a different texture than the rest of the world.
I love experiencing what small corners of this world has to offer.
Every writer knows that as soon as you sit down to write, focus tries to allude you. Some days it’s easier than others to hang onto, but here are four things I avoid when I write.
Writing is similar to exercising. Your mental strength and stubbornness is more important than your physical capability. What you believe you can do dictates what you’ll accomplish.
Sunset over the harbor. History seamlessly blended with the moment, a theme through the city. If I spoke french, my soul would long to live here.
I went to university in Scotland, and over there they do classes differently. Preparedness is valued, and if you aren’t prepared, you receive judgmental glares from a disappointed lecturer who then marks down your paper. Uni exhausted me, but I did learn my lesson.
Running down a centuries-old pier. Seagulls soaring overhead. Their ability to sense food was uncanny.
Writing is hard. It’s especially hard to write when it’s the fifth, or fifteenth, or fifty-sixth day in a row where you wake up and don’t do it. How do I convince myself to write so often? Here’s what I do.
Sometimes when I’m writing, I notice that I’m saying the same thing over and over. It’s not fun to read. Then I feel like a failure and a crappy writer that no one will ever like or want to publish. So I’ve come up with a simple method to help.