October 23, 2016


One reason it’s taking so long to edit my memoir. Multiply this by about 8,000 sentences. Add shaping 100,000 words into readable, meaningful scenes. Pour into a story structure containing beginning, middle, end, while steadily blending with tension. Stir characters until well developed and bake at 100% theme. Simultaneously sprinkle with 5,000 other golden tidbits of good writing, and periodically step back and remind myself to just tell my fucking story.

This shit is hard. I don’t love the pace, but I love the process.