A list of good things from a day when I felt mopey. (Some mopeyness still sneaked in.)
Saturday, March 21, 8:39 AM Day 8 of voluntary social distancing, Day 5 of mandatory shelter-in-place, Day 2 of statewide …
On change and on grief, both collective and personal.
A friend's critique on my work gets me thinking about praise, critique, and how both are dangerous.
Publishing ain't what it used to be. Is that good for writers, or only more confusing? Where do you stand?