When I was younger, I always knew that I wanted to be a writer, that I wished to be in a creative sinkhole. It was like, that had been imprinted into the insides of my gypsy heart, irrevocably and forever my destiny. But, as the world intervened, I was made to realize (falsely) that I will never make any money …
I feel like I’ve been blind all of my life, and only now am I beginning to see the light. It’s a miracle. The light that I am beginning to see, is the truth of how many hundreds of hours I wasted going off to malls, online and offline, and wasting so many precious seconds on consumerism. “Oh, I’m not …
I created this special page for all of my Medium readers, and followers, so I could thank you virtually through this video, which might not mean much to you, but means a lot to me. I’m grateful to be able to thank each one of you, with this video, for taking the time to read my content, and either commenting …
I am 33 years old, and I have never been consistent with anything except writing. I have been writing hundreds of words every day since I was 12 years old. Most days it was just journaling. To write 3000 words every day seemed like an unachievable goal.
I think Chiang Mai has a special atmosphere as I have tried to enroll and write 50,000 words before for Nanowrimo, but I have never been able to complete them with such ease as this time around. The words just flew out of me onto the page as if they had been waiting for decades. I’m so excited to share …