writers and authors

Dear writers

You’re not a bad person for:

  • Saying no to requests that make you uncomfortable/you get no inspiration for
  • Taking a small break every now and then
  • Changing up your writing style to better suit you
  • Not posting as often or posting more than other writers

I can’t be the only one that needs a reminder of these things sometimes.


How’s your writing going? Have you finished your book? What chapter are you up to? How many pages is it? How long do you think it will take to get it done? When do you think you’ll get it published? Are you even getting it published? Do you think I can get a signed copy? Do you get your own book for free or do you have to buy it? Do you think you’ll sell it in Barnes and Noble or will you have it as an ebook? Which kind of book do you think-


Tears twinkle and glitter.
Down my cheeks, they twitter.
Grief knots in my heart as it throbs.
A nostalgic soul breathes heavily and dies.

you left me
when I was finally whole
and stepped on me
when I was broken

and then you healed me
and we both pretended
you were not the reason
I was on the ground from the start.

—  the games he plays by shelby leigh

When I was younger, I used to fall in love with the idea of love. You were the first time I fell in love with a person instead of a notion. Because of that, that love will never die.

MK Ireland #216 : real love

Embrace the Cringe

So you’re looking through your old work, maybe seeing if you can pick up an idea you tucked away long ago or maybe you just wanted to take a trip down memory lane.

And with every line you read, your shoulders tense, your nose scrunches, and you feel an overwhelming sensation of embarrassment. You cringe.

You can’t help it. These words are so juvenile, so inexperienced. Maybe you laugh at the childish version of yourself who wrote them. But there’s something to be appreciated in that feeling. You cringe at your old words because you’re comparing them to what you can do now. You’ve grown.

Through years, months, maybe just days of keeping at it and honing your craft, you’ve managed to improve yourself and make something, well, less cringe-y.

That feeling is hours upon hours of thought and effort. It’s thousands of words written and erased, and written again. It’s books read and a life experienced. So after the initial discomfort and knee-jerk internal mockery subsides, don’t forget to pat yourself on the back for how far you’ve come.

And in days, months, even years from now when you pick up something you wrote today I hope you cringe.

Because you’ve earned it.