Déjà vu – Defining Your Career Path to Make Good Art

I'm about to test the limits of my sanity by returning to graduate school in January for another masters degree. Before you ask, no I was not drunk or under duress when I made this decision. I was thinking of the future and trying to determine what would be most beneficial to advance my career. … Continue reading Déjà vu – Defining Your Career Path to Make Good Art

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Why Hire a Freelance Writer Instead of Doing It Yourself?

Remember the time you decided to paint the living room yourself and an hour later it looked like a group of three-year-olds helped you play hide the baseboards? It's the same concept when it comes to hiring a freelancing service to complete a creative project.

Back to Basics – A Writer’s Journey

It's never too late to start over. The original plan after graduation was to turn my thesis back into the novel it was on the way to becoming. At the time I was working on a novel of linked stories and to comply with thesis requirements I had to choose three to present. After thesis … Continue reading Back to Basics – A Writer’s Journey

Unfinished Business

Life after graduation feels a lot like being on a Ferris wheel at the carnival. The ride begins slowly. When it picks up the pace it sometimes takes you places you realize you don't want to go, but you must stay seated until the ride comes to a complete stop. At times, it seems as if the ride will never end, but eventually it does, and you get to try something else.

The Right Fit

Finding the right career is a lot like trying on shoes. It's difficult to find the perfect fit and looks can be deceiving. Sometimes what you try on in the store feels different later because it's the wrong size. Often, it's just the wrong shoe. After graduation the hope is to immediately settle into a … Continue reading The Right Fit

When Death Calls

Saying goodbye to someone you love feels like death stuck its fist in your chest and ripped out your heart while it was still warm and beating. You see it clenched in the bloody fist, desperately pumping out its slow, final rhythms, begging to be spared, but you're too paralyzed to move. This can't be happening. Not now. That voice in … Continue reading When Death Calls