I spent yesterday walking through a small park in Portland, Oregon, watching people. Nearly every third person had something tucked into their ears. They weren’t just blocking out the world or checking notifications. They were deep in stories. It hit me then that the traditional image of a reader, someone hunched over a glowing screen … Read more
I spent most of last Tuesday staring at a flickering neon sign across from a coffee shop in Seattle, wondering if the manuscript I just finished would ever actually make sense to someone living in Hangzhou. It is a strange time to be a writer. We used to talk about the dream of being “discovered” … Read more
The internet is currently a very loud, very crowded room where everyone is shouting about their latest masterpiece and almost no one is actually listening. If you are trying to find an audience for your writing right now, you have probably noticed that the old tricks are failing. Putting a link on a social media … Read more
I spent most of last Tuesday staring at a screen, not writing, but watching how my niece “reads.” She is ten, firmly planted in Gen Alpha, and her relationship with a story is nothing like mine was at her age. I grew up with paperbacks and the smell of old glue. She grows up with … Read more
The smell of a fresh book used to be a cliché of the analog world, a shorthand for nostalgia that felt increasingly thin as we moved toward digital fatigue. But walk into a high-end coffee shop in Brooklyn or a quiet library in Seattle today and you will see something strange. People are holding objects … Read more
I spent the better part of last night staring at a cursor that seemed to blink with a rhythmic, mocking judgment. It wasn’t the AI’s fault. The Large Language Model I’ve been training on my own old journals and unpublished drafts had actually done its job quite well. It spit out three chapters of a … Read more
The blank page is a quiet, often cruel companion for anyone who spends their life stitching sentences together. You finish the manuscript, your eyes are bloodshot, and you think the heavy lifting is over. Then comes the realization that the world is currently drowning in a sea of digital noise. We are all shouting into … Read more
It was about three in the morning when I finally hit “publish” on a chapter that I knew, with a sinking feeling in my gut, was going to make half my readers absolutely despise me. That is the visceral, slightly terrifying magic of serialized fiction. You aren’t dropping a finished, polished marble statue into a … Read more
I remember sitting in a coffee shop in Austin, Texas, watching a fellow writer refresh their KDP dashboard with a look of quiet desperation. It was that specific kind of hollow stare you only get when you realize you’ve outsourced your entire career to an algorithm that doesn’t know your name. For years, the deal … Read more
The air in February always feels a bit thin, like the world is holding its breath before the spring rush. This year, that stillness carries a different kind of weight for those of us who spend our nights staring at manuscripts. I remember sitting in a small coffee shop in Portland, Maine, back in 2022, … Read more