Check out my 25 Point Review of the Webster’s New World English Grammar Handbook on HTMLGIANT, complete with probable grammatical errors because I haven’t actually gotten all the way through the book yet.
I’ve been thinking a lot about mental health lately. You can blame the crappy weather or the books I’ve been reading (apparently, a non-fiction book about suicide doesn’t exactly put one in the happiest headspace, but whatever.) So, I’m going to recommend some stuff while also talking a little bit about mental health. That’s all the structure I’ve got. Deal with it. Continue reading “Some Thoughts On Books and Mental Health and Podcasts”
As someone who didn’t go on a date until she was eighteen, I’m pretty familiar with rejection. (Is a trip to the dining hall a date? What about hanging out in someone else’s dorm room? Based on some people’s “date” parameters, it is entirely possible that I’ve still never been on an actual date.) Continue reading “100 Rejections Or, This Is What It is To Be A Writer”
In the interest of trying new things, here is a book review by me, someone who has never written a book review before. Even if you don’t read my book review, you should go read this book. My kindle said it would only take 1 hour and 27 minutes to read. No excuses.
Among other things, I am bad at giving presents. Truly the worst. Like most things, it sends me into an existential panic greatly disproportionate to the task at hand. As soon as it is time to give someone a present (Christmas, birthdays, life events) it is like I can no longer even imagine any products in the world or any facts about the person in question. Suddenly, even though I’ve known Katie my whole life, I’m all like, “Well, Katie…has arms. Maybe she’d like some….arm stuff?” Continue reading “How to Give the Perfect Gift (Will Not Be Answered In This Post)”
As a writer, it’s pretty easy to take yourself too seriously. I mean, no one else is going to do it for you. “Oh, you think my Creative Writing Degree is a joke, well I’ve read Proust in three different languages. Tell me more about your job at Soul Crushing Inc.”
(Disclaimer: The writer of this blog post does not claim to have actually read Proust in any of the languages.) Continue reading “Book Shame: Or, the Time I Brought Infinite Jest to the Beach.”
7 Ways to Make Writing Advice Suck Less
I will literally click on any link that says “Writing Advice.” The link may come from the New Yorker or someone’s Angelfire website from 1999. Doesn’t matter. I will read that crap out of it.
Before we get to what that means about me (spoiler: nothing good) let’s maybe just agree that if you’ve read one list of Ten Ways to Improve Your Writing, you’ve read them all. Obviously, there are exceptions. There are always exceptions. But for the most part, we are just churning out vague and often self-explanatory advice to people who legitimately want to get better at something that is really, really hard. Continue reading “Advice for People Writing Advice for Writers”
Anyone with anxiety knows that the biggest threat to composure is having time to think. As a general rule, I like to give myself as little time to “think” as humanly possible, assuming that, in this instance, “think” means “obsess.”
This means that sometimes when I’m driving, I can’t listen to music, because music only serves as a soundtrack to my anxiety. So instead of just imagining that the slightly wobbly looking tire of the man driving in front of me is going to somehow lead to a bloody heap of twisted metal and carnage, I imagine these things with a score by Rilo Kiley. Continue reading “People Like Lists, Right?”