It’s been a while, I know. It wouldn’t be true to say that the pandemic shut me down—I’ve been staying busy, and pretty dedicated to the self-care routines that keep my mind (and creativity) in a good place. It’s just that, with the situation we’re all facing at the moment (where 2020 is THE WORST), I couldn’t find anything useful to say. And now, almost … Continue reading It’s Time for a Pep Talk
Oh my gosh when I see it in writing it seems like I’m talking about someone else. FORTY. I don’t consider 40 old. At all. I just thought I’d feel more adult-like by forty. My mom, who is 66, says that she still doesn’t feel adult-like; so maybe this is just life, and we’re all secretly kids wandering the world in our grownup suits. Forty … Continue reading Today, I am 40.
Here’s a thing that’s been on my mind lately. It seems like, as we get older, we stop allowing ourselves to explore new things. I hear a lot of “I’m too old for that” or “What’s the point at my age?” or “But Megan, my hip replacement is next week.” I attended a local blogger event last weekend, and even caught myself having those thoughts. … Continue reading It’s Okay to Be a Beginner AKA No One Cares About You
When it comes down to it, it’s pretty hard to tell a completely original story. In the most basic sense, stories are made up of the same pieces—a protagonist with a goal, an antagonist in the way of the goal, and the journey the protagonist goes on to either succeed or fail in getting that goal. A young kid finds out he/she is magical and … Continue reading Someone Already Wrote My Book (And Other Lies You Tell Yourself)
Five years ago, I attended a writing retreat with a large group of authors who all debuted in 2014. We spent a long weekend working and writing and talking about goals. One night, we were asked to talk about where we hoped to be in five years. There were a variety of answers: I want to sell foreign rights to my work. I want to … Continue reading Celebrate the Steps
It’s time to start a new book, and I am not ready. I’m never ready. That’s the whole problem. If you ask me what I need to be ready, I can’t even tell you. I don’t know. All I know is that I’m not ready. I wrote Between and its sequel without worrying about being ready. I wanted to write them, so I did. Somewhere … Continue reading I Am Not Ready.
I’ve been thinking a lot about self-care lately. In Julia Cameron’s The Artist’s Way, she talks about the importance of setting aside time for yourself each week. She calls them Artist Dates. The idea is that you have to give yourself breaks in order to refill the well, so to speak. From Cameron’s web site: The Artist Date is a once-weekly, festive, solo expedition to … Continue reading The Artist’s Way and Artist Dates. Alternate Title: Am I Really Allowed to Schedule Dates with Myself?
When it comes to writing, I often worry about doing things the right way. What’s the right way to blog? Do I need to focus solely on posts about writing? Should I post something every day? How do I promote it? Here’s the thing. I want to write. I want to write long things, like novels, and short things, like short stories and blog posts and poems. Writing is … Continue reading Am I Doing This Right?
I’ve devoted a post to this word before, but after the insanity that is #PitchWars, I thought it might be helpful to offer a little refresher. Here goes. What’s your favorite movie of all time? WRONG. It’s Tombstone. I don’t understand why Starbucks sells hot chocolate. I can’t believe some people actually think Mockingjay made any sense at all in relation to The … Continue reading Subjectivity.
Ben Folds is one of my favorite artists of all time. A lot of people are familiar with him because of his mainstream hit, Brick, from the late 90s. If that’s all you know of him, PLEASE dig deeper. He’s an incredible musician and songwriter, and his songs have fantastic lines such as: “Make me feel tiny if it makes you feel tall, but there’s … Continue reading Be Somebody’s Ben Folds