Tag: Cheryl Strayed

To A Troubled Writer on Thanksgiving

I’m going to keep this short so you can get back to your turkey, your pumpkin pie, your pinot noir, your attempts to ignore your racist uncle, back to the bathroom where you hide to regain your composure and your…

Friday Feast: Down in the Dumps Edition

My fellow editors must have been in the dumps this week because I received a slew of links related to writer confidence, depression, and questions of what constitutes a “real writer.” Or maybe the good people of the interwebs are…