Between Panster and Plotter: Finding a Middle Ground

When it comes to writing, I’m a “pantster,” as they say; I spit out drafts of a story in one forward motion, without looking back. That’s the kind of writer I started out as, anyway. The first essay I wrote (and submitted…poor editors) was a cathartic experience, in which I hardly glanced back even to …

Maybe If I Had Those Boots: A List, Linda Carter, and Letting Go

I am a listmaker, a planner, and a victim of my own high expectations. I began the summer by designing a hefty writing goal: finish the current draft of my novel by the end of June. Even now, as I type those words, the task seems like it should have plausible. Easy. But, after only …

The iPhone: It’s like having another brain.

That’s what my friend told me, when I said I was considering an upgrade from my old-school cell phone to an iPhone. “I keep going back and forth, though,” I sighed. “I mean, I don’t really need it.” “Get it,” she insisted. “You’re a writer.” My ears perked up, then. I love it when someone …