My senior year in high school was a time of great awakening for me. More than ever, I was certain that I was destined to become a Great American Author if not The Greatest and sincerely believed it was only a matter of time until my star would rise. Of course, all this certainty also meant … Continue reading Bear Xing
There's a placeAt the edge of a clearing Where the ground is never dryAnd you still exist For me When the moon would begin to waxWe would sit on silver-capped grassConspiring through the nightOf great aspirations Of us Here the soil resonatesWith echoes Spoken incantations unfurling that whichWe have hidden from ourselves Here we will … Continue reading Damp Soil
Hello, my name is Diego Green and I am NOT a writer. But I'd like to be. For a very long time, probably the entirety of my adult life, I've lived under the assumption that I am a writer. I learned early in life that I had some natural talent for storytelling and wordplay and … Continue reading Year Zero
Fear. Fear has been one of my greatest enemies throughout my life. Fear of the unknown. Fear of appearing foolish. Fear of failure. Fear has been the self-inflicted setback to almost every attempt I make at progression in my art, in my health, in my knowledge. Lack of confidence, I believe, is not the cause … Continue reading An Unnecessary Dread of Everything
Writing a novel is not a one-shot sprint or even a marathon, it is not a non-stop achievement that must be pulled across the finish line at all costs. It is a journey, one that will have many rests and setbacks along the way as does any proper adventure.