By now, it’s universally agreed that 2020 was a leaking bag of crap. It would be tacky to go on a rant about it now. What I will do is declare that 2021 will not suck by any such metric. This year I am dedicated to getting my much more slender ass to the beaches of North Carolina. I’m going to get sunburnt, I am going to get water in my ears, and I am going to fall in love with the sound of the water hitting the sand again.
As a storyteller, I am all about setting a mood, good or bad. One of the easiest ways to pull at the heartstrings during a yarn is to use sounds or music. Being that I am so dedicated to such an emotional summer, I found it only fitting to put together a playlist I can listen to on the beach, while I’m just hanging out, or sitting pensively in my writing room, cranking out my latest opus.
Continue reading “A Season in Hell – A Summer Playlist”
By now it’s no secret that I have Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD). While that is serious, it is manageable, I just have to put certain tools and process into place in order to maintain my levels of productivity. One of my favorite dopamine producing activities while I write is listening to music.
This is another divisive issue among writers — some have to listen to music while they write, others find it distracting. I am someone that has to listen to music, it helps me shift into my creative headspace. Here’s why my brain becomes the ever-loving pain in the ass that it has been: it just be any music I’m listening to, it has to be the right music. It has to be energetic and heavy, melodic and pleasing to the ear. It came to a point where I had to program a specific playlist that my brain could immediately snap to writing mode to.
Continue reading “The Write Stuff: My Writing Playlist”
[DISCLAIMER]: This blog post might not be the most interesting to read, unless you have aspirations to be a writer (then AWESOME! Let me know if I can be helpful in any way), are a small business owner, or are really into business concepts. I apologize for it being so loooooooong, I am just really passionate about the idea. We will return to our regularly scheduled mayhem and chicanery next week!
As an independent and self-published author, I have found that there is a lot of benefit in being active in the writing communities across social media platforms. It may seem like an innocuous congregation of creative people communicating with kindred spirits, but it’s also a crucial business concept otherwise known as “networking.” Writers come together to discuss matters of style, mechanics of grammar, storytelling approaches, and how to get people to know about your work. Apply that description to a business application: people are coming together to talk about materializing an idea, the process of assembling the product, and marketing the product. Two seemingly different worlds, but identical concepts.
Continue reading “Garage Band Marketing For Independent Writers”
At 34 years old, sometimes I feel like I am trying to play a younger man’s game when I go to a concert. It doesn’t help that my favorite concerts to go to are the small club shows where the walls are black and you have no choice but to be up close and personal with a bunch of people you don’t know. I go for the music, stay for the experience, and leave with the feelings.
Continue reading “Concerts: My Favorite Place to Meet People”
I’m having an anarchist moment — as of late, I’ve been putting out blogs focused on the people out there who have aspirations to be writers. I’m sharing any wisdom I may have gained, mostly because I have a sincere problem with the way people want you to buy their wisdom from them. I’ve always heard that “the game is to be sold, not to be told.” I don’t agree with that one bit — the way I see it, if I have information that may benefit you, I feel that it’s my obligation to share it with you! There is enough creative energy for everyone and enough room at the writer’s table for everyone to contribute a few pages to the history of humanity.
Continue reading ““Well, Duh!” – Six Obvious Signs That I Should Have Been a Writer (That I Completely Missed)”