Writing Wednesday: Adventures in Social Awkwardness
Over the weekend, I went to my second meeting of the Philadelphia Writer’s Meetup. For those of you unfamiliar with Meetup, it’s a website that allows…
Over the weekend, I went to my second meeting of the Philadelphia Writer’s Meetup. For those of you unfamiliar with Meetup, it’s a website that allows…
For the second year in a row, I’ve earned enough money as a freelancer to pay taxes. Despite the unending paperwork that goes along with working…
Two and a half peanut butter-cappuccino brownies later, I’ve figured it out: my blog has gotten boring because my life has gotten boring. I’m gainfully employed…
It’s Wednesday. At least right now it’s Wednesday; it will probably be Thursday by the time you’re reading this. Nonetheless, Wednesday starts with “w” and writing…
Author’s proofs suck. It’s not enough that you’ve already spent months researching and writing your piece, and that you’ve responded to all of the editor’s queries…
As far as I’m concerned, there are four and only four times when it is fun to be sick: 1) when you’re a student and being…
This is what I thought the average writer did with her day: Wake up at 7:30 (enveloped in Egyptian cotton sheets—the kind that actually match your…
It’s 5:40am. It’s 5:40am on Saturday, actually, and I am still alive because yesterday, at the Philadelphia Writer’s Conference, I managed to not have a heart…
It is Tuesday morning and I am freaking out. Why? Well, for starters I am finally going to quit my day job. I gave Head Boss…
Last week, sitting outside the Senior Editor’s office at Quaker Magazine Headquarters with a pile of manuscripts in my lap, I had a brilliant idea. “Hey!”…
Outside of The Shop, I have an alter ego. She’s a 2007 graduate of Goucher College, where she completed a double major in dance and history. …