To Be Read
My written work, finally, all in one convenient place for you to enjoy.
Imagine me, writing. Conjuring the spirits of the ancestors to bring forth amazing stories of equal parts whimsy and intellect. Fingers pressing keys with the determination of stories begging to be told!!!! Ok…I’m lying…I wrote about 230 words of a short story and then got distracted by the internet. In that distraction I saw some… Continue reading for Harriet…
QuaranThena was running amok y'all!
Slight recap: I plugged away tirelessly at my first book for years and finally released it to critical acclaim (well, my Mom liked it). I toured the world (posted one pic on the Gram). All while trying to balance my growing bank account (Citibank thought the $60 deposit from Amazon was 'suspicious activity'). So, to… Continue reading Abandon Book 2?
I want to know how people do it. No seriously, I want the secret. There must be a supernatural way that people balance being a creative while working a full entire ass nine-to-five. Because let me tell you, I’m exhausted. Just pretty damn tired overall and feeling like I’m never quite on top of things.… Continue reading Ready for my debut!
Happy New Year folks! Most of us are headed back in to work after a beautiful, long, amazing break in pajamas for the Holidays. If you're like me, you probably gave yourself the returning to work pep talk last night. If you teared up a little bit, it's OK. I know I sure did! I… Continue reading Punch that Clock. Die “Team No Sleep”. Die
Passion without works is dead.
Are there any original ideas left?
Scene: A writer locks himself inside his small studio apartment. He works vigorously on his novel day and night. He pounds away on his typewriter even though we're well into the 21st century. The unpaid bills pile up at the door. He ignores it all; blocks out everything and survives on cereal because his soul… Continue reading In the Absence of Hunger
There is almost never a time that I read a great article online and don't scroll down to the angry pit of despair known as the comments section. It's like a car crash. I know that what I will see will assuredly disgust me and depreciate my faith in the human race but I… Continue reading What the Comments Section Taught Me
I've been thinking a lot lately. Mostly about working and making a living at what you're good at. When I decided to finally get serious about this writing thing, being the compulsive researcher I am, I delved into finding out what it takes to make it in the literary community. I found a wealth of… Continue reading I Don’t Know Someone, Who Knows Someone
Athena Hernandez 