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Originally posted on The Brevity Blog: By Sarah Fawn Montgomery Writers have peculiar behaviors, one of which is sitting alone day after day, month after month laboring over a notebook or keyboard, hoping that what we create in private will ultimately be enjoyed in public. We embrace the contradiction that writing is an act of…
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Sometimes at night, I look through the trees in my backyard, catch a slip of moon through a cloudy sky, and feel as lonely as I did when I was a teenager. In the night, the quiet, the empty air, my legs tingle all the way up to my backside. As a kid, I felt…
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I went through this period of time in my life, a little more than a year ago, where I would listen to ebooks on my headphones and cry while cleaning my house. Don’t judge. You have your vices. I have mine. One book I enjoyed listening and crying to was Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi’s Finding…
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Do you enjoy pain? You must. Investing so much time in a piece of writing–why work to the point that you start questioning yourself? Then you wonder not only if you enjoy the feel of flogging yourself, but also if anyone wants to read the story you’ve been writing for years. And yes, having this…
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I don’t take pictures of myself often. If I do, it’s a selfie, and I do it while no one is watching, like this one: I mostly take pictures of my kids, my husband, and sometimes my Corgi-huahua. Their pictures help me feel connected. Their images help me make sense of the world I encounter.…
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Eleven years ago, I graduated with my MFA in Creative Writing. I was pregnant with my first daughter, and while she was just a developing fetus, I remember interviewing my mom for this story, which appeared on This American Life. My daughter is eleven now, and I have published a few pieces here and there,…
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Jennifer Jordan 