life goal: infamous recluse
...and other sentences that are easier to say than they are to accomplish. But on the other hand: it's also not hard to sell your fiction, not in this golden age1 of short fiction publishing. At the end of the day, there are a lot of places that can publish your fiction... depending on what... Continue Reading →
I'm in the middle of outlining a romance novel that has a lot of potential endings -- and several of those possible ending are polyamorous in nature. It's making me realize one of the weird ways fiction doesn't necessarily mirror reality.
I've recently joined one of those movie theatre loyalty programs, where you get to watch multiple movies over the course of a week for the cost of essentially two movies a month (which I would do anyway, so this works well for me). Because of it, I end up seeing a lot of films I... Continue Reading →
The first story my parents remember me writing (or starting, at any rate) was titled THE STORM. Its opening line? "It was a beautiful day at the beach." The first story I remember writing was in first or second grade, shortly after I'd had a teary tantrum over something, and I proceeded to write a... Continue Reading →
For the last several years, I've engaged in micro-blogging: Twitter, Instagram, Tumblr. All of these create an "active" online presence that doesn't have to actually create anything new (though many do) -- one can instead just like, or reblog, or provide a two-word comment, and be considered alive and well. The other day I went... Continue Reading →
Katherine Crighton 