- Organizing a closet.
- Clipping fingernails.
- Thinking about gerunds. Continue reading
A couple of Fridays ago, my regular writers’ group was canceled, which gave me an opportunity to crash my friend Billy’s comic book writers’ group. Continue reading
I have a phobia—self-diagnosed, but I’m almost flawless at that kind of stuff—about putting my writing into the world, which may strike you as odd, a guy who makes good money writing for a living being shy about his work. Continue reading
Part of my commitment to this site is to add something new every day.
Maybe it’s just fatigue or the fact it’s hard to compete with Twitter on fire with unsubtantiated naughtiness, but I ain’t got it today, I just don’t.
Thankfully, my bare minimum for an entry is three sentences and a picture of some sort.
Writing this blog is part creative experiment, part self-improvement project, part gut check. In many ways, I was inspired by my friend Mandy, who’s been blogging at mandyfish.com for years about writing, parenting, Buddhism, and what have you.
I’ve always admired her willingness to log the hours, her pluck at examining her inner life, her utter disregard for internet trolls. You should read her stuff, but only if reading interesting stuff is your bag.
“Slowing Down for the Creative Brain” is one of my favorite posts by her. It’s very thoughtful, yet incredibly breezy.
Last night was one of those times when I didn’t feel like writing on my side projects. What I suffered was not procrastination but full-blown paralysis.
Nothing seemed worth committing to paper. Everything seemed trodden. Continue reading
I tell my copywriting students they need to learn how to write under pressure.
Creativity on demand is nervous business. Copywriters also usually sit right next to the persons they are competing against for the best assignments and the almighty Quan. And every project in ad land seems to have one screwball who wants it on the air yesterday or isn’t feeling it now even though they were clearly feeling it last week.
I remember the first copywriting assignment where Panic Chimp screamed in my head. I had to come up with a title for a grocery store coupon book that featured pro-literacy content from the NFL.
After a week of working on nothing else I finally landed on a line. I think my creative director was more relieved than I was.
As I teacher, I watch my students go through the same process—flailing and choking in water a foot deep. Eventually they figure it out for themselves. Or drown. Both are valuable experiences, creatively speaking.
For this blog, my deadline is to write something every day. The competition is the rest of the Internet.