Bond: I admire your courage, Miss…? Sylvia Trench: Trench, Sylvia Trench. I admire your luck, Mr..? Bond: Bond, James Bond This post is dedicated to the bad-ass writer who laughs in the face of fear, self-doubt, and procrastination. As we stare at our keyboards (or pen), curious about the words that hopefully will arrange themselves sensibly and without internal trauma on the page, we sometimes forget that it takes bloody courage to do what we do (insert English accent here). Writers are bad asses. Like Bond, we have missions. We execute excuses. Through our writing we make sense of the world and often try to fix it one page at a time. Writing is not easy. Writing is not simple…. [read more]
