I didn’t want writing to be my hobby. I wanted to like music; I wanted to play the guitar for an all-girl rock band, or paint, or design. I wanted something else, anything else, in my heart. But none of those things were there. Words were. So, much to the dismay of my mother, I … Continue reading Are you there, Writing God? It’s me, Anna.
Like most people, my online presence is very different from how I act in person. For one, I never say, “Here’s the top 25 worst things about long car rides” and proceed to list each and every one. But there’s other things too. My sass level on this blog is what I would call moderately … Continue reading The Genuine Self and Other Myths
I’m hunched over my laptop, my eyes glued to the screen, and my fingers flying over the keyboard. The sound is like music, little keys clicking and then the rhythmic boom of the spacebar, double tapped after every period. The world around me is disappearing. It’s almost like I’m perched beside myself, watching the flow … Continue reading My Pet Peeve