I do not think my brain was made to hold these swirling thoughts that dare conflict so strong. I withstand their onslaught until I fold, spilling out the words I’ve held in so long. Locked up alone, lose myself in my pages. The lines and their rhymes merging together, fragments of beauty coaxed from their ...

I have written articles about how I have a lot of anxiety about the amount of time it takes me to physically type words. I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned that sometimes I get so frustrated I don’t even bother writing that day. I’ve figured a way around that. There are these magical things called writing ...

My creative writing teachers in college always used to say there was no such thing as writer’s block. They said as long as you sat down to write something would end up on the page eventually. I usually don’t have this issue because I have a cast of characters who will comment on anything from ...