April Line Writing

Holding the Disk At Bay: The Power of Clear(er) Self-Perception

The current working title of my memoir is I Am Coming In From the Other Side: This is Me Finding My Way. While drafting, which took place over a couple of years, starting in mid 2011, I had to get into sticky, uncomfortable places with myself. I had to think hard and look hard about […]

Three Neato Inspiring Things for Writey Folk

First, Button Poetry. I’m sending you to their foundation page, but there are loads of wonderful, educational, inspiring, well-performed, energetic pieces on their YouTube channel. Next, American Life in Poetry, a free column edited by former US Poet Laureate Ted Kooser. It’s lovingly posted each week, and is a great place to find new poets […]

Funk Life With Community and Woodpecker

I have traditionally avoided funks by being addicted to productivity. If I am constantly in a flurry of activity, I cannot introspect enough to be depressed. I become anxious if I’m not getting stuff done. (I think, lately, because I’m scared of facing myself.) But this semester, I have intentionally lightened my load. The result? […]

Me and Seattle are MFEO

I’m adding mine to the flurry of AWP 14 Seattle posts that are flying from the fingers of people like us. People like us: Hyperliterate English major types who are writers and who’ve embraced creative writing culture at the graduate level. And our professors, teachers, and in some cases idols.  And publishers and people who […]

Why I Stopped Taking Editing Clients, For Now (Maybe Forever)

I think it’s always been that people believe they’ll write a novel and get rich. My friend Jamie wrote at least one blog post about this, and we freelancers often bemoan our shared plight of wannabe writers chasing that gravy train. My world seems to be shrinking around the edges with the slew of people […]

Phony, Imposter, Jerk, Poseur, and other nasty names I call myself

The mind is a terrible thing to waste. Is it? I’d like to waste that bitch sometimes. I’d like to extract my mind from myself, the artist’s plague, and shoot her dead. Or strangle her. Or perhaps torture her for a time, like she’s tortured me as long as I can remember; perhaps that would […]

WTH Femme Files: Mothers without men and movies without women

Most of us who are mothers have enjoyed a man, if only for a few minutes. One of the things I do with my current man (he is worth it) is to (very occasionally) watch awful movies. The most recent? PACIFIC RIM. Really, Guillermo? My man said, “Yeah, he did it so he could get […]

Sometimes, Writing Takes Breaks and Makes Zombies

I was going to post something amusing today about literary submission + rejection and how it is similar to the worst parts about applying to college and online dating. Next week, I promise. I’m going to write a lot this semester about imposter syndrome, rejection, and the harsher realities of the writing life so that […]

The Future Ain’t What It Used To Be*

A lot of shit happened during 2013. I moved twice, took care of my dying friend, had more freelance clients than ever, lost myself, found myself, wrote a book, experienced real grief, improved my love relationship, repainted and decorated a room in our house (w/ my partner) got a restaurant job after a long non-restaurant […]

Floatsam and Jetsam of Living the Dream

Last grad school residency, my cohort was required to attend a panel discussion of agents and editors. As I’m sure you can all imagine, we were chomping at the bit to impose our tendrils of ignorance on these people, the very ones we hope will help us realize our writerly publication dreams. I have been […]

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