I just received my first manuscript rejection from a New York literary agent. I'm relieved to have this mandatory hazing ritual out of the way. Strangely, I feel more like "a real writer" now than any minor successes have ever caused. Perhaps I am consoled by a small sense of pride that this didn't emotionally … Continue reading A Real Writer?
The first draft began around Christmas 2018, but the idea is much older. It came to me in Calhoun, Georgia around the age of seven or eight. It must have been informed by my mom telling me that the land we lived upon had once belonged to the Cherokee natives. We were, after all, only … Continue reading Preview of my Upcoming Novel