I Want to Make My Books a Proper Meal

Our little one is a voracious reader. No surprise there.

We’ve finally told her that after her bedtime routine (more reading, that) she’s no longer allowed to play computer games or watch videos; she can only read books until lights out.

Within 4 days after her weekly library trip, she moans that she doesn’t have anything to read. We know what she means, of course. Though she’ll have us read The Seven Sneezes every night for a month, reading on her own must be something new and exciting.

I know the feeling. … more … “I Want to Make My Books a Proper Meal”

Nobody Is Famous Enough

Spoke to 24 writers in a coffee shop Thursday night. Near the end of the evening I mentioned The War of Art and didn’t get the nods and smiles I expected. I stopped, and asked who’d read it.

Crickets chirped outside. The sun drifted closer to the horizon. Otherwise, not much happened. … more … “Nobody Is Famous Enough”