Lately I’ve been having a lot of dreams where people cut me off before I’m finished telling them something.
Not coincidentally, I’ve been struggling with my writing. I’m having all the standard angst of a writer working—I’m no good, my writing sucks, my stories aren’t worth telling—but it seems way too early in the project I’m working on for this to be normal.
Recently I’ve become influenced by Ned Vizzini and his books. When he was a teenager, his amusing anecdotes about his life were published regularly in the New York Press, and then he moved onto bigger projects, including novels and now writing for a TV show. I’ve heard the advice to start out small and write short autobiographical stories, but I never really took the advice. I think now is the time to do it.
So that’s what I’ll be doing with this blog.