Aug 30th, 2010
My Office on the Yellow Line
It's Monday morning and I'm going 60mph between the King Street and Braddock Road stations. This means that I'm writing. Others know this place as the loudest and dirtiest part of the metro car--that 2-seat bench at the far end where people can be found sleeping or carving graffiti into the wall. Welcome to my office.
May 10th, 2010
How to Write a Story (If You’re Me)
... the problem wasn't that I didn't have any ideas–it was that I was trying to force a story for the sake of writing alone. One might as well insist on cooking any object close at hand–you'll eventually get something, but what? The important thing here is that I had nothing to say. When attempting to write a story, solving that is the first step.
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