I mentioned in a blog post recently that I was once again writing by the seat of my pants. That worked for about 35 pages of single-spaced text (and by worked, I mean that I didn’t get too stuck and could keep moving the story forward). But, there came a point where I got stuck. … More So, pantsing didn’t work—bring on the outline!
I’m an arrogant bastard. There, I said it. Now, before you run off, let me explain. You see, in high school and college, I was often considered “the smart one” by my group of friends. I was, by all accounts, a good student. I had good grades, got along with my professors, and was even … More Trying to be less arrogant