Archive for the ‘ Writing Life ’ Category
Hopefully it’s clear by now that I work from home? If my generally lackadaisical approach toward providing you with timely content isn’t getting the point across I will have to start posting pictures of myself drinking martinis in my bathrobe at 2 PM. By and large this is a pretty great way to work, as [ READ MORE ]
You know how people say not to put anything on the internet that you wouldn’t want your grandmother seeing? Some people have really f#@$ed up grandmothers, is all I can say. But it is a small internet, sometimes, and I have a weird story to illustrate it: Yesterday* I wrote about keeping your old creative [ READ MORE ]
Sinfest, as usual, is spot on. I’m on the record mocking home printers as obsolete, and I’ll mostly stand by that, but a shoebox full of juvenilia that survives the years and the hard drive changes strikes me as a thing worth having. Your old work is worth revisiting. And your really old work won’t [ READ MORE ]
Am I the only one that hiccups to a brief, awkward stop when I read the word “come” in a sexual description? C-O-M-E come, like in “come here boy.” Or, more perplexing to me, like in “and in that moment, sweaty-handed, I felt her coming beneath me,” etc. We have a word for getting off, [ READ MORE ]
Maybe there’s just something about writing. James Joyce’s letters to his wife were the stuff of Alt.Sex message boards. Charles Dodgson’s passion for photographing naked, prepubescent girls has made critics alternatingly wince and justify ever since Alice in Wonderland was first published. And — apparently — beloved and prolific children’s book author K. A. Applegate, [ READ MORE ]
An odd story has been brewing quietly for a few weeks now, ever since online-payment processing giant PayPal started warning booksellers that they would have to pull “objectionable” titles or else have their PayPal accounts closed. (An account closing, it’s worth noting, is not a minor hassle — PayPal has a long and storied history [ READ MORE ]
D’you remember when I quit my day job, way back in the Dark Ages of last week? Over the years that store has actually been good blog fodder, with its collection of knickknacks, housewares, and small gift items providing various poorly-thought greeting cards for our dissection, to say nothing of the broccoli camel. So I [ READ MORE ]
I made one rule for myself when I decided to be a writer. Well — two, if you count “never read the comments.” But mostly just one: Don’t quit your day job. Wisdom for the ages (especially the ages of 21-25 or so, those awkward post-college years). But as of last Friday — or a [ READ MORE ]
Remember when this was a “writing blog”? Yeah, me neither. But that was the idea, way back in the day when MA101 was the biggest writing obligation I really had. Actually landing some writing jobs, and some other jobs, has changed that a bit, and someone recently commented on a slightly more “political” flavor lately. It [ READ MORE ]
I listen to less NPR than just about everyone else my age, but every once in a while someone forwards me a segment specifically and I break down. I’m still not ready to drink the Kool-Aid, but I have to say that last Saturday’s Wait Wait Don’t Tell Me did a lot to endear the [ READ MORE ]
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