Welcome to the 3,000-word analysis of achonological storytelling in Christopher Nolan’s Dunkirk that was neither requested nor required. Continue reading Achronological storytelling case study: Dunkirk.
I enjoy a good mystery, but I also enjoy analyzing the plot structure behind how to tell a good mystery. Continue reading POV in Mystery Fiction
I wrote 13,381 words in January. And as exhausting as that feels, it’s also incredibly exhilarating. Continue reading January word count.
I discovered a short time ago that some people are unable to create mental pictures using their “mind’s eye.” Coming to terms with this tested the limits of my own imagination. Continue reading Phantasia and the lack thereof.
Deadlines used to be a constant source of dread for me. But in recent years, they’ve transformed from a source of dread and anxiety to my saving grace. Continue reading Deadlines are my lifeline.
Over the past few years as a professional content writer, I’ve written about a million words in the form of blog posts, website copy, emails, and white papers. That feels like a lot, but in the context of the rest of the Internet, maybe it isn’t. Continue reading I write the Internet.
Recently, I’ve been tracking time spent on my most important creative/learning endeavors using my accounting software as a way to view the things that are important to me as business I owe myself. It’s been a useful experiment. Continue reading You, inc.
Verbs are a key part of speech. But our ability to verb nouns is a necessary function of language, so much so that verbing has become a habitual, if sometimes humorous pastime—to such an extent that I’ve been verbing, participling, and gerunding this whole paragraph. Continue reading Verbing, and other participles.
Recently, I’ve come to love the idiom “put your money where your mouth is.” It means “do what you say you will,” but I like to think of it in terms of stated preference vs. revealed preference. Continue reading The Extraordinary Heroism of Sir William Topaz McGonagall
A spider lives in my room.
It trails beauty in its wake. Continue reading What I saw from the sun in my window.