Yesterday, in my feed, a story from 2015 appeared. I do not know what caused me to click on it, but I did. I believe somehow, it was sent to me for a reason. A reminder.
Yep, that’s really how I used to sit exams. I’d start at the back page and work my way to the front, answering the questions in reverse.
Today you have begun your courageous mission. There are a good many things you might have heard about it, but one that you might not have heard is that you are doing something brave. It is courageous to set out to do something that ninety-nine out of a hundred people tell you not…
I have no idea how to write a book.
I keep saying I’m writing one, and I have thoughts, you know.
But like…actually starting to write one?
How the fuck do you start??
Dear Pretties,
I have been editing. And writing. Editing is like writing, I’ve discovered, but with reading and thinking involved. It’s a most peculiar sensation. How’s the…
Why has no one told me about this before. None of my teachers ever said anything about it. I feel so left out.
I feel like an idiot.