#1. Make sure to create a space where you can focus completely on writing. Sometimes, this means laying on top of a pile of unfolded laundry while your child insists you are a giant creature that his lego spaceship HAS to land on and vanquish. Think deeply about your plot and your characters while not disrupting this important scientific discovery.
#2. Treat writing like a job. This means coming into work and having a nice big cup of the caffeinated beverage of your choice, scouring the kitchen for some stale doughnuts (don’t judge me okay we’ve all done it) and going into a very important meeting with twitter in the bathroom until—oh would you look at that, 5 o’clock already!
#3. Remember that writing is serious and should be taken absolutely seriously at all times. So definitely DON’T write and then cut a scene where your Hero strips to an airhorn remix of the Imperial March from Star Wars.
#4. Sex scenes should be approached with the utmost caution and care. Try to avoid any dry medical terminology in favor of colorful epithets like “meat saber” and “her lower nether nectar garden of passion’s bliss.”
#5. Loosen up and just write. No, seriously this time. Sometimes the real writer’s life means finding a bit of time for yourself at the end of a long day to just let the story come to life. After all, if you don’t write it, how on earth is your Hero going to find her secret nestled cove of delight and wonderment???
I never in a million years thought that finding a lost pair of keys would lead to adventure.
All my life, I’ve been perfectly average. Compared to the rest of my high-achieving, type-A family, it feels impossible to stand out. While I’d love to make my big artistic dreams happen, I’m kind of stuck, thanks to a bunch of lame things like “affordable rent” and “keeping the internet on.” Dreaming doesn’t pay the bills. Freelance design work and part-time rideshare driving does. And it’s nice, for the most part. Finding a passenger’s thumb drive usually means reporting, returning, yay-hurrah-good-job-me. Except this time.
This time, I put the thumb drive in my computer. Hey, I’m just trying to be helpful! Suddenly a chat window pops up and the owner of the drive is bribing me to fly halfway across the world. Today. Turns out he’s the super hot fare I haven’t been able to stop thinking about…who just so happens to be Logan Weiss—the crazy-hot 29-year-old billionaire known as “the most eligible bachelor in tech”. What the hell am I even doing?