Emails to My Nephew (Writing Advice)
He says he likes writing. Here are some of the things I thought to tell him about it.
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The Gift of Isolation (or How I Wrote 200k Words in 3 Years)
If it wasn’t a text it was a phone call. And if it was neither, it was an email. Are you working on it yet? Tell me when you start. I see you online, where are you? I don’t see you online, where are you? My dad was a benevolent taskmaster; some days it was easy to forget he was also my client.
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Prone to Swoons: How Not to Write Cliche When You Are One
I blue-screened in front of the mirror, addled by a full day of beer and wine and a prolonged period of undereating. My body just didn’t have enough of what it needed to keep me conscious right then, overwhelmed as it had been many times before: after my wisdom tooth surgery, four-wheeling accident, childhood fever. I swooned, as I have discovered myself prone to do.
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Drunk-Writing Emails to My Nephew (A Weekend Activity)
Hi T, it's Bekah. I told you that I would write to you, and for you to write to me, with your writing and for writing advice. If you really want to write and if you enjoy it, I want to be your mentor.
